No preparations, jump to the date

Having taken care of everything he felt was needed, Matt had an upcoming date.
He was dressed well, but not overstated, a good pair of khakis, a button-down with the sleeves rolled up, he was ready. He arrived early at One Piano, and sure enough the same imp appeared and ushered him to the room past the waiters and waitresses.
The backroom was elegant and classier than the rest of the restaurant, there burned a candle in the middle of their table. The imp had told him his mistress would be there shortly.
After a short wait, Matt saw his date, the woman looked radiant as she entered the room, with a natural charisma that couldn't be replicated with charms. She looked only a year or two older than Matt at best, and she had a body any woman of any age would kill for, with perky large tits that were barely restrained by her dress, the dress that hugged her curves to her legs before stopping at her legs that kept going. Her skin was olive and tan. Matt felt a flush of arousal upon seeing her.
"Hello there Summoner, its a pleasure to finally meet you." the Magus said, as she spoke Matt's heart raced faster, everything of her from her looks, to her upbeat and coy manner of speaking aroused him. She shook hands with Matt, and Matt's hand burned from the memory of the sensation of touching her skin. Matt calmed himself, she was getting to him too quickly and he would need his wits about him with her.
"Now that I am here, we may begin our meeting in full, it is traditional to dismiss our companion spirits, but we may keep one defensive spirit. Since you lack one, you may keep your imp." The Magnus continued, becoming quite buisnesslike as she dismissed her butler imp to the other room, but never losing her coy smile on her lips.