At some point, the woman catches Kaphlar's eyes - which is to say, at the point he decides he's had enough of penning homoerotic letters for the day and needs to stretch his legs.

(Are they still homoerotic if he's roleplaying as the Mistress? He isn't technically writing anything gay, but it still feels kind of gay. Except when he's addressing women, in which case he is indeed technically writing gay stuff but his masculinity feels solid and reassured. Complex stuff!!!)

In any case, right now, it feels like this conversation is going to be a lot more entertaining, if less profitable, than what he's been doing.

"Nah, we're just in some kind of weird porn utopia!" He shrugs, amused. "You new around here? I don't remember seeing your face around here before, and believe me, I'm pretty sure I would remember seeing it."

It takes a lot of self-restraint not to wink.