Harry idly waited for her to come back. When the lights went down a bit and the podium was lit, he turned his attention to the stage. Time for the auction. When the first lots to be auctioned where brought up, though, he was momentarily stunned. It wasn't artwork being bid on; it was people. The first to be sold off were young women who couldn't have been more than eighteen, wearing plain lingere in various colors. The bids were driven up quickly.

'Which I try really hard to continue doing," Valerie pointed out. She grinned. "No thanks to you, you menace."