Irina was forming her own plans for those five days a month one could escape this place. There were items she wanted in her possession that she could get while also obtaining pieces for the museum. The limited window of time meant she needed a plan as sharp as a needle.
Her pale blue eyes lowered to the finger threatening her bra then lifted to her Little Gnat as she allowed him to pull her toward him. "Try it and find out," she purred back at him in silky Russian.