[ Xenk smirks. No, he wouldn't really enjoy someone walking in on them -- and while the risk might be fun to think about, it wouldn't actually go well in practice. He'd much rather plan for what he has in his apartment, and run all the possibilities in his head, for all that he isn't very creative. ]

Perhaps I might.

[ He grins, pulling Jarlaxle up into his arms and turn around -- oh, don't worry, he did notice his hat, and he even bends down so that Jarlaxle can grab it. He's still very polite, for all that he's promising to bind and punish Jarlaxle. ]

A thief such yourself requires tightened bindings. Not to worry, I intend to treat you as you deserve.

[ See, cause that can mean he'll be rough, but it can mean he'll be gentle. It all depends, how penitent are you, Jarlaxle? ]