Mirza was almost afraid she would laugh but that never came. Instead he held his hands out in front of him in a sort of wondrous way, "Imagine... You're a highly sensual being who likes to be the center of attention. And you're rubbing your privates all over a pole or people are sneaking in touches all over your body even though they're not really supposed to." Yeah, how could he not get a little frustrated? It certainly got him better tips...
He grinned cheekily at Kami, sliding a hand along her thigh just pressing the boundary between sensual and not, "Why poor me? Thinking of making me all better?"