Lucretia smiles.
"Why thank you."
She [insert insanely sexy (and slutty) means of moving here]s into the Great Room, followed by Sirk, who makes do with her usual glide. She speaks.
"I'm afraid we need your help. There's some sorcerous mayhem going on at NO, and none of our casters are strong enough to fix it. Do you have any sorcerers here who can help us?"