Good enough for government work surprises her into a laugh, rolling over and taking his little pot of cream, stretching her legs out, too. Probably this would be slightly more efficient if she sat up, but what she actually does is draw her knees up, straighten one leg and reach up to it to massage paste into her own warm skin. From most angles approaching them, this just looks incredibly lazy. From the specific angle that she's sprawled out beside him, it's slightly more confronting,

but she is wearing undergarments, so there's that.

“For the record,” she says, primly, “I prefer strumpet.”