ђєץ кเ๔ร, ๔๏ ץ๏ย ฬคภภค ๔๏ ฬђคt เ ๔๏? (Pip)

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deon sat down across from her. He gave her his typical smile, cocky and flirty, and leaned forward. "So?"

[pipintan]

She raised her eyebrow at him, hands folded in her lap. "So, what? Is there something I should be reporting?" There wasn't a hint of teasing in her voice; she still hasn't picked up the subtle touch of sarcasm yet.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Amusement flashed in Deon's eyes. "Secondhand sexual accounts is not my thing," he said. "I meant 'So, where's the money?'"

[pipintan]

"Pfeh. Though I admire your efficiency, money seems to be what you Americans want in the end." She sighed, however, and pulled out a wad of cash. "There, four hundred dollars. He seemed a bit too preoccupied to notice I took an extra amount." Jiao raised her eyebrows, smiling slightly at her joke.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deon snorted, a grin spreading on his lips. "Now that's what I call initiative," he said. He took the money from her and stuffed it in his pocket. "Nice to meet you."

[pipintan]

She tilted her head in what could've been a bow. "Of course. Though when will I be expecting my profit? I hope you know I do not do such for free." She stared at him evenly, almost scrutinizing him.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deon snorted. "No one does this for free," he said. "I'll contact you two days from now to give you your share."

[pipintan]

She pressed her mouth into a thin line, though she didn't say anything in rejection. "Fine. Until then, Mr. Deon." She gave him a smirk, before she got up and disappeared into the crowd.

(Time skip?)

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deon watched her go with a small smile on his face. Then he stood up and left a few seconds behind her, off to meet the mysterious 'Carlos.'

[pipintan]

(Time skip? )

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

(Yeah. Should he deliver the money personally? Or they could just meet randomly haha)

[pipintan]

(Hmmm...how about they meet randomly? I could see the conversation going for a bit longer than if he delivered the money. )

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

(Yeah, that's what I was thinking. Maybe at a bar? Or someplace less... obvious. Something that would be funny. 'Fish out of water.')

[pipintan]

(Maybe we could have them meet out on the streets? I don't know. )

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

(Hmm... Or maybe they end up at like a 'nice' party. He's there for reasons TBD, and she's working?)

[pipintan]

(Ohhh! I like that! Could you start? )

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deon adjusted the tie of his black suit and grimaced at himself in the mirror. His dark hair was combed back neatly, and the suit made him look almost... respectable. He smiled faintly at that thought and shook his head. He grabbed his jacket on the way out the door and got into his car, driving to the house of a rather influential man. Deon was to be posing as the young son of a businessman, pretending to be interested in working for the man. It was all some part of a big job, a job he knew little about at this point.

[pipintan]

Jiao wrapped her arms around the man's shoulders, cooing softly in his ear. She wore a loose fitting red dress, she didn't particularly feel into it today. Especially since he was so old... She forced down a roll of revulsion, as he put a hand on her thigh. She moved away from h, as he got too touchy feely. Sure, she would sell herself, but not this much... Excusing herself saying that she needed fresh air, she walked outside on the deck. Pressing her hands against the railing and staring at them, she took a couple deep breaths. She could do this... This was just like any other job, that's all.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deon pulled up to the house and let a valet take it to the parking lot. He put on his best smile and walked up the marble steps to the front door. A man greeted him as he stepped inside, but Deon basically ignored him other than pausing to hand him his coat. Then he made his way through the small crowd of people in the foyer, his eyes searching for the man of the house.

[pipintan]

Jiao returned to the party, forcing herself to not run away. She was fine when there wasn't people staring at her like she was a monster... But around these people...? She stood out, it was as simple as that. Still forcing a plastered on smile, she wound her way around the crowd, trying to get as far away from the man she had to serve as she could.