"Good girl~"

"Childish? No. Hedonistic? You'd might have a point there, little lamb.
But alas, guess I was wrong to assume that you are the fun one among all those sticklers."

"...How does that count as aphrodisiac?
Pouring hot chocolate on ones privates hardly gets one anything except first degree burns..."

"I was looking for someone fun around here, but I have yet to find anyone to fit that description.
Who'd've thought that a god would want his most devoted followers to live such bland and hollow lives, prepetuated by the same monotonous repetitve routines on the day by day.
Doesn't seem rewarding."

"The "mindnumbingly horny beyond compehensive thought" kind."

"Aphrodisiacs...For a Client of course..."

"N'aww~
Aren't you just the cutest thing in this entire monastery?!"

Where's she come from out of a sudden?
The sheep didn't even hear her open the door...

"Of course you didn't, I portal'd in.
I habe been here since approximately 5 seconds.
So no sweat on keeping me waiting, for you didn't."

"Missed you too, buddy."

"You have a shop?
What are you selling?"

...Fuck man.
That sucks.

"Mind sharing?"

Where'd she come from all of a sudden?

"Curiousity at best, annoyance at worst..."

But then, a voice.

"Hello little lamb. Sleeping on the job I see?"

"Does "I" have a name?"

Annoyed meerkat noises.

Why doesn't "I" mind his own fucking business?

"That's adult fashion for ya."

"Well, you will have to model a bit...and generally do everything I say..."

"Wow, no one ever signed my contracts so quickly.
Consider yourself lucky I'm a woman of my word.
I could've EASILY written ANYTHING on that piece of paper and you'd just straight up put your name on it."

"Sounds like you need a break."

She held a piece of paper in his face.

"Sign this and you're hired."