Greed stared at Roy, and then Riza. Then up to the ceiling. "Is there some higher force at work here, I mean, does the multiverse hate me or something?" He looked back to Riza. "I would love to get you under me, in either meaning of the phrase, but I'm afraid we're full up on bouncers and waitstaff and help right now." He paused and beamed. "But the evening doesn't have to be a total loss, want some really great orgasms?"