[She contentedly sipped her untainted wine as she looked over at this one, leaning back.]

You should ... be careful which halls you walk down. You never know what sorts of paintings might turn up. Some are not quite so ... sweet.

[Like the ones in the next room, where that demon had slunk past later. Some of those gave even her jaded sensibilities the shivers. But, they'd be great for when the two started hallucinating.]

Would you like to see a few more, perhaps?