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Faith and Anita walk through the front doors together, both looking...really quite pleased with themselves. Faith's dressed in her catsuit, carrying her motorcycle under her arm, twirling a stake in her fingers, and she tosses off a salute as she and Anita part company, heading for her suite.
A few minutes later, she re-emerges, sans motorcycle but still dressed in the clingy leather, and heads for the bar.
A few minutes later, she re-emerges, sans motorcycle but still dressed in the clingy leather, and heads for the bar.