[Momiji gets up, stopping briefly to cough up some more flower petals, then straddles Bradley's lap, facing him. As she does, it becomes increasingly apparent that she has nothing on underneath that terrycloth robe.]

I feel like I need to say that I'm not the kind of person who would normally do something like this so casually... it's just a very strange situation.

Oh, you aren't a tengu, are you? [If he is, birth control might become a concern. As she asks, her hand moves southwards; let's get a feel for what we're gonna be working with here.]