He seemed relaxed, at least, and not wanting to make any trouble, thankfully. Katherine rested a hand on the chair in front of him as he spoke. "I'm good with my hands" sure sounded like a come on, she thought to herself.
Not that she would mind that. "Oh, it's very nice of you to offer, but I wouldn't want to bother. You are a costumer, we are supposed to fulfill your wishes." She gave him a half grin and shook his head a little, her blonde hair falling in luxurious curves on her shoulders and part of her back.
She looked to the side, where her manager seemed to still be making a phone call. She hoped it wouldn't take too long. She looked at her sleeves, rolled up to her elbows, searching for flaws that weren't there.
"Is there anything I might do to you on the meantime?" She asked, using the chair to support her weight and leaning forward a bit.
Well, she knew a little something about phrases with double meaning.