Mask 108 - Kissing Booths are for Sissies

[rank1killer]

[It's the holiday clusterfuck, holiday clusterfuck, people in the castle always running a muck. And of course, after spending a tedious amount of time making sure everything was geared up for the day, Travis is standing outside his refurbished "Christmas Edition" bar, whistling "Silver Bells

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[luckyvalentine]

[wandering towards the bar, but kind of stops and stares, one hand on her hip, when she sees Travis and his sign]

.....Huh.

[rank1killer]

[Stops whistling and stares at Faye. And good God, the smile coming onto his face is something else entirely.]

Happy holidays, Gambling Hotness.

[luckyvalentine]

[goes from smirking to a creeping sense of worry]

Well you seem in a merry mood.

[rank1killer]

[He cranes his neck a little, tightening his grip discreetly around his bag of bells. Target acquired]

Tis the season, you know.

[luckyvalentine]

[better hide those bells well. If she notices those, she's gone.]

So, what's with the sign?

[rank1killer]

[The bag is rather unremarkable, and certainly pales in comparison to the sign in terms of eye catching quotient]

Getting geared up for the holidays. Everyone loves a Santa baby that shows a little skin, and that ought to score me a new crowd.

[luckyvalentine]

...What would 'Santa' have to do?

[rank1killer]

Sit there, look smoking hot. If someone ponies up the cash, Santa'll take a seat on their lap and let them talk about what they want for Christmas.

After all, season of giving. And giving. And giving.

[luckyvalentine]

[can't believe she's actually gonna ask this, but...]

What kinda pay?

[rank1killer]

Santa gets a twenty percent cut of all the donations made to her, on top of standard pay I give all my employees.

[luckyvalentine]

[hmmmmm...narrows her eyes]

...Is the position still open?

[rank1killer]

Totally. Looking for a few takes actually, since I'm sure one gal doesn't want to be doing this every single day, over and over and over again.

You a taker then?

[luckyvalentine]

[thinks seriously about this. Which, for Faye, means taking a whole minute to consider instead of a couple seconds]

Yeah.

...But if Santa gets groped, there's gonna be words.

[and by 'words' she means busted skulls. She's also adding a silent 'free drinks for Santa' and 'Santa gets to keep whatever she lifts from her customer's pockets' clause to this deal, I hope you know.]

[rank1killer]

[Smirks]

Hell, if Santa gets groped, go for it. Then let the bouncers get a piece of the action. I tell you, the ass whooping will be entertaining.

[luckyvalentine]

[envisions calling "pervert!" if anyone catches her stealing from them, and then watching them get clobbered and kicked out, and she smiles]

Then, I think we have ourselves a deal.

[rank1killer]

Booya! [And Travis throws his hands up into the air in victory. Consequentially, he forgot about the bag he was carrying.]