#lenore vc god i wish i didnt have the best idea in the world rn...

[surelenore]

It was a pleasant surprise, to see such a sleaze go through her records as gently as he did. If anything were to rip, if anything were to get the smudge of this painfully human's thumb on it... she'd stay calm and composed, but she would be ripping his throat out in her mind's eye! Of course, the slight admiration (hm... not quite the word) was cast aside nearly as quickly as it came. "If only it were that easy." As cool as her mutation made her seem, it was rather annoying that, for the most part, she needed to perform honest-to-god rituals. Were there a few things she could do without? Oh, of course! But were the most important things confined to practices and ingredients? Unfortunately, yes -- and what would protection be if not one of the most important things? She let out an exasperated sigh when he insinuated that she was referring to sex. Not with him, at least! Of course that would be the first thing that crossed a pimp's mind. If he weren't there on behalf of the mutants who worked for him, that certainly would have been crossing a line -- he certainly would have been kicked to the curb. But she would deal with the immaturity and assumption that he was a treat for the greater good. "You're far too presumptuous for your own good, Van Meter. If you weren't here for your mutant employees..." Again, to the curb he would go! "But I'm willing to pretend you did not just insinuate that sex with you would be sufficient payment for my protection." Sex would never be an acceptable form of payment, but... especially not with him! "What I ask for from you, Seth, is to bring one human client ofThe Bearded Lady to me once a month."

Understanding more as she explains (go figure), Seth takes the journal from her and cracks it open to the middle, treating it with a surprising amount of respect - it'd be too embarrassing to make a powerful enemy just by accidentally ripping one of their monster manuals. He mostly goes by images, thumbing through chunks at a time until the illustrations grow increasingly wolfish... it'd also be too embarrassing to let anyone see him using an appendix.

"Dang... I was really hoping more for the 'ta-da' route," Seth muses, a bit distracted as he holds the book out and squints at an illustration of a monstrous wolf with the face of a woman. Now there's a thinker. Though, once he's able to process Lenore's proposal a little more, Seth lowers the book and quirks an eyebrow at her. "Something in return, huh?... Well, you drive a hard bargain, but hey, anything for my employees, right? So what, you hop up on that desk there and I get down in between, or...?"