"There is a gentleman here requesting to speak to you in reguards to a newspaper add?" She murmured well to be honestly the girl probably wanted to know what Salome was up to. The small bundle of female was never an easy one to pin down with anything when it came to the corner. But still Salome tipped her head in thought and then rose. "You're dismissed, go see Marlene in the massage therapy room to see about helping her." She redirected the girl so she wouldn't be a bother for the rest of the day.
A glance towards Andras and she tipped her head and then headed for the main greeting room which was almost like a large foyer. "Season's greetings, Sir. I'm Salome, the Siren Corner Mistress. How can I be of service?" Her tone and smile welcoming as her eyes sized him up. This could definately be an interesting person to have around depending on what sort of position he was applying for. She still needed people to help about here and there.
Granted working for a place that until her reign was nothing more then a house of ill repute, she at least was making it more then that. With the massage parlors, the spa like addition to the building was actually more popular then the whore house side that well guys frequented. Where as their unsuspecting wives partook in the spa and day pampering. It worked well for her as the black babydoll like dress cuddled her form to just above her knees hugging at her breasts where as the straps caressed over her shoulders.
Pink hair was pinned back in a delicate confection of both curls waves along her back and shoulders. Andras stood at her side imposing his height in comparison to the 4'9 bundle of trouble that was Salome. "A bouncer we could use. Our business here is multi fascetted. You see, during the day the local ladies come to the massage parlor and spa, the night time tends to being the gentlemen callers that perfer well a bit of fluff on the side without the benefit of a wedding ring. " She grinned impishly.
"What do you have to offer, sir in the way of helping to inspire your immediate hire?" Not that she wouldn't hire him. Honestly, she liked to hear things from others. The more they talked, the more she knew and unless she missed her marbles, probably her own sweet Mistress knew.
Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 7:46 pm