Giving Xander a warm smile, Saffron took his hand and led him to the closest bench reserved for lap dances. "Come here and have a seat," she directed, then sat next to him, turned slightly so she was facing him. She wasn't planning to give him a lap dance, she just wanted to be able to sit close while they talked.

"I have a confession to make," she started, looking slightly apologetic. "I don't actually need your help fixing anything in the club. I asked you to come here because I wanted to talk to you, in private."