Well, there is no shortage of things I would love to do with -- or perhaps to -- you, especially when you begin to grin in that way that makes it look as if you think you've always got one over on me.

[He knows that look, and don't think he's letting you get away with it. She'll get a hand along her cheek for her efforts.]

But I suppose those are by and large for my own edification, and given how terrible of a day you've been having, you deserve something more proper.... ah, yes, I suppose this is where I reveal that Master Haruka has had several of his own paid servants instruct me in the ways of a masseuse. Does that particularly strike your fancy?