What do they have for her, then?

She lays out the numbers: their own network of drugs which they've brought to the business and is keeping them afloat, their weapons, their militia, and, finally... the artefacts they have.

It's bait, obviously. She wants to know how much Lebedev is willing to let them know she'll bite. 

All the while, her legs are draped casually between Carter's, her nails raking up the sensitive skin on the back of his neck, feeding him morsels from the plate in front of them. Every time she shifts, he feels it between his thighs, and it's absolutely intentional. Every word, every hum, every flutter of her lashes and smooth laugh is right in his space, right in front of him, right within reach-

The tension stands out all along his forearms, muscles knotted, he'd been gripping the arms of his chair until they started to splinter. 

Fuck. 

He could - he could grab her right now-

No, that way she'd win. 

He chimes in sometimes. Doesn't have to sound like he isn't distracted - does have to sound like he's in over his head, has to glance at Khan for approval the right way - 

Ah, the game. She does bite. Oh, how she bites.

She lowers her head a little. Jewels sparkle about her neck and she leans on both hands between her legs, pushing up her breasts so Raina's eyes can linger on the soft curve down her plunging neckline. 

There's a strange sort of tension in the air, almost - audible, almost like a whine, like a steel cable under unimaginable strain. 

Something in her gaze flickers. 

Maybe Raina said all that just to disguise that business about the artefacts - perhaps it's supposed to be a trade - knowledge for knowledge - perhaps it's a really good distraction from something else - perhaps...

"You are interesting woman," she says finally. "I am here for business, not the toys you have," a dismissive wave of her hand, but her eyes flick to where Raina's legs lie in Carter's lap, just visible past the table, "and yet, they are all you talk about, you seem... ah, desperate, yes, to speak of them. A personal pleasure?" She disarms the insult with a sinful smile, one of the ones that breaks marriages and makes good girls melt, and the shadow of a wink. 

That was a lie, obviously, Raina is being very free with valuable information about her operations (which could all be a lie, but that's very risky, she has her own sources and it's very hard to make convincing fake numbers like that) and only brought up the artefacts once. But Raina can't have it all her own way, can she? Let's see how she handles herself when she's a little off-balance. A little flustered? She licks her lips subtly. 

"Well. I can show you a little, what is the word, kindness. Why should these artefacts... excite me? Impress a girl, Miss Yazmine."