The Artificer stood before you, her hand resting on her hip in a sassy and confident manner. There was a twinkle in her eye and a small smirk on her lips, as if she was about to tease you. She took a step closer, her eyes locking onto yours in an intense gaze. With a knowing smirk, she spoke, her voice low and suggestive. "What's the matter, honey? You look a bit flustered."