Refuse to service a slime

"No," you say firmly. "I have heard too many stories about slimes to ever allow one as a customer. You know that or you would not have used an illusion to get in. A few people have been thrown out for bringing in the mindless ones as pets. Not even ones half as big as you."

"But, please, I need-" Sheak begins, but you interrupt, opening the door.

"Out," you say. "Go to some brothel where the girls are a little more ****. I am sorry, but I cannot trust you won't kill me in the middle of sex. I don't want to end up a pile of sloppy bones on the floor."

"I would never-"

"Out! Do I need to call a guard?"

Sheak seems to sigh and roll down off the bed, oozing across the floor past you. As he gets to the door he seems to hesitate for a moment and with a horrified thrill you realize he is only inches away from you and in a position to block you from the door. If he attacked...