It does!

Almost immediately a wave of hypnotic power overcame Delia. A big smile grew across her face as she held her hands up and bent at the knees, beginning to walk in a funny, almost caricature style jaunt

"Mime! Mime!" She chanted as she began to move around the room, miming certain actions.

"Seems it works" Malamar thought to himself as he felt his dick twitching. It seemed seeing a beautiful woman humiliating herself was a turn on for him.

Either way, he guided her out into the main room of her hotel as she continued mimeing her way around and then... Grabbing a towel and beginning to clean.

Malamar was a bit perplexed by this. He wasn't aware that Mr. Mines were particularly prone to cleaning. Little did he know Delia had her own Mr. Mime back home who was, and that she was emulating him.