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[feesnegotiable]

*she slinks in, sits down, and crosses her legs, making sure her thighs are visible (she's wearing a very short, but quite expensive, skirt)*

Hello, darlings. Pleased to be here and to be making your acquaintances. My name's Cressida, and I'll be your server this evening. If you'd like, I'll happily run through the specials for you.

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[marsuadela]

*looks her over pointedly and appreciatively with a slow smile* I certainly would like.

[feesnegotiable]

*is certainly familiar with that sort of looking-over, and flashes her a smile* Excellent. Well, in your case, madamoiselle, I would recommend a deliciously relaxing soak in a Jacuzzi tub at a private establishment I'm familiar with, followed by an oil-down and a full-body massage. Every little part of you will be pleased as punch. Or shall I arrange something else?

[marsuadela]

*and another smile, distinctly both brighter and slightly predatory* It sounds utterly delightful.

[whichsideamion]

*...headtilts at her, which is apparently the default greeting for people she isn't instinctively happy to see*

[feesnegotiable]

Yes, little girl?

[whichsideamion]

*and -- oh, we've picked up Looks from our parents, apparently, so she'll just give one and won't say anything else*

[onesilence]

*and all there is is a headtilt and a blank expression, in a way that could almost be amused and yet clearly isn't*

[feesnegotiable]

*doesn't quite get on the defensive yet, but gets ready for it* Can I help you?

[onesilence]

*shakes her head, almost!sadly*