Shameless!

"What do you mean by 'great use,' Lord?" Roosevelt inquired, his gaze fixed on Lisa, who was seated directly opposite Riech. 

"Hold your horses," Riech replied, a hint of mystery in his voice. "I have something far more intriguing to share with you."

Roosevelt raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "Something more interesting, you say? Well, Lord, you have certainly captured the attention of this humble servant," he responded, absently stroking his stubble.

Riech's eyes narrowed, and he shot a piercing glare at Lisa, silently commanding her to vacate her seat. "Be intrigued, but first, take a seat. I have a few questions to ask, and I prefer to do so without distractions."

With a swift, almost imperceptible movement, Lisa rose from her chair and positioned herself beside Riech, her movements fluid and obedient.

"There's no need for that," Roosevelt remarked, his tone dismissive as he settled into the wooden chair. "We have plenty of seating."