She gnaws on her lower lip, a delicate little motion between her teeth, as she nods. "Yeah," she says after a few bobs of her head. Then she goes for another sip of wine, and takes a deep breath, and starts her pitch.

"I want to help." That much is very true. "And I go overlooked, most of the time. I'm small, after all, and I work as a barmaid, and no one looks at barmaids unless they're really stunningly beautiful." That's not said with any recrimination or bitterness, only flat practicality. Kitty is cute - she knows she's cute - but she's not one of the golden-haired, busty women that get the lion's share of the attention. Which suits her purposes just fine. Attention is more annoying than flattering. (She could do with the extra tips, though, sometimes...)

"So people talk around me. That makes for a good spy, doesn't it?"