"And where else my mind shall wander, but to your assets, then?"

"Food," he gestures, and then tilts his head towards the waitress, "other people's assets."

"Not bad alternatives, but not the superior alternative." He uses a bit of harmonic magic to tight and untight Sahde's pants around his knees. Like a hand-squeeze.

He giggles. "Flatterer."

"One of my terrible caste qualities." Quick smooch. "But lets eat."