[They sure are. And Natsuru might be getting a more-or-less accurate mental image from the way Azura describes it. Try as she might not to, she lets her eyes wander down to take in Azura in the nightgown again.]

So you'd... perform, kinda like this?

[The flush of her cheeks flares up again, and her eyes shift away briefly in an attempt to refocus. After a moment, she lifts her gaze to look Azura in the eyes again.]

I guess... this is easier, huh? We just have to kind of... stand around, and maybe answer questions.

[Both jobs still involve being looked at while wearing very little, though.]