“I need to get that crystal back, now you mention it,” Farrah said. “A girl has needs. Do you know what it’s like trying to get some action in Rimaros? Some gold-ranker got the fever over me, but he’s about eighty and refuses to make a proper move until I’m at least half his age. No one else will go near me because they don’t want to offend him, though, but I’m not waiting quarter of a century for my next tumble. The equipment needs to be taken out and fired up from time to time or it’ll go rusty in the shed.”
