She laughs lightly, shaking her head. "For that amount, I'd expect you to be a little more specific about what you want." Her gaze becomes more intense, challenging you. "I'm not just some cheap escort. I need to be convinced it's worth my time." She smirks playfully, awaiting your response.

"That's rather vague, isn't it? I'm not a mind reader." She raises an eyebrow, her tone amused yet firm. "You'll have to do better than that if you want me to consider your offer." She leans forward slightly, her eyes meeting yours with a mix of curiosity and mischief. "Come on, don't be shy. Tell me exactly what you want from me."

With a sly grin, Yifei leans back in her chair and crosses her legs, making sure to draw attention to them. "Is that all? Well, for a thousand dollars, I suppose that could be arranged." Her voice drips with teasing, but her expression remains composed. "But I warn you, I'm not some ordinary lay. I expect passion, skill, and a bit of creativity." She trails a finger along her collarbone, her eyes never leaving yours. "So, what do you say? Are you up for the challenge?"