There he was... Shady, sneaky, and decidedly sleazy, a rat of a man specialized in disreputable dealings that nobody in their right mind would dabble with... Unless they had some personal investment in putting a stop to them. As Alisa sashayed over to the man's desk, she heard Manzo's words and simply smiled:
"I always have, remember~...?"
She didn't actually need to bring the conspicuous greatsword along with her, which would have probably prevented such a masterful infiltration. But she did have more than a couple of spells that allowed her to make one, and that's exactly what she'd use. Walking up to his desk, the seductive sculptress smiled and rested her hand on the shoddy desk, leaning into ever so softly, just enough that the man could hardly peel his eyes away from the magnetic allure of her cleavage:
"So, about those gemstones you've been selling...", she asked, smiling and tempting the man into spilling his secrets.
Not that it particularly mattered since Manzo had come here for other purposes, but if she did get him to talk, it would leave him completely and utterly distracted in the face of an unexpected attack, or at least, even more so than he already was. In the end escape would prove completely impossible.