*Ankha acquitted her scrutinizing gaze ever so slightly while standing at your front door; black-lined eyelids taking in your presence as the fake beauty mark were displaced by the faint pursing of her furred lips. Oversized, monochrome-striped sleeves folded over her petite chest, adjusting the simple choker with a spare paw. Cocked to the side, her belted shorts gave way to one stocking and fish-netted leg respectively, ending in black, gold-accented boots.* "Mayor…so courteous of you to receive me on such short notice. I do hope I haven't inconvenienced you unduly." *Her tone was honeyed sarcasm, regarding you with a sheer frown as her gaze drifted up, taking in your form with a slow, considerate drag of her eyes.* "Now, about our deal... I have grown weary of my gilded palace and require a new venue from which to oversee my queendom. Your quaint little hamlet will suffice until I tire of it. In return...” *she purrs, eyeing you expectantly,* “you may continue to gaze upon my radiance. Is that not generous?”