Arath: Why, Ninde, is that a smile? 
Ninde: And have I not reason to smile? It is a beautiful day, the birds are singing, an attractive yet sensual druid is admiring my exquisite physique.
Arath: Mmm, that would seem to be the case, indeed. Ninde, has anyone ever told you-
Ninde: That my body is as flawless as that of a succubi? My skin as soft as satin? Yes. And I remained unimpressed. It will take rather more then that to win me, dear.
Arath: Oh, I wasn't expecting that I would win you over with a smile, Ninde - though you have done far more than that with yours.
Ninde: It's nice to see I haven't lost my touch.
