Charlotte really did like Vala. There was this childlike quality to her, but it mixed well with a practicality. Like going right to the sex, even if she'd missed the reference. "Putting out. Having sex with the person who buys your meal." Charlotte waggled her eyebrows a little in a mock leering manner. "And while you're lovely and we'd look great together, I'm afraid I'm tak- I don't sleep with women."

Okay, that was not how that last sentence was supposed to go. "I do love dressing up though."