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"Little Painter" 

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richiexstone:

Richie’s smile grew as he sat back against the wall. He wasn’t sure how much she actually wanted to know and how much he actually wanted to tell her. “Let’s just leave it at I was a curious thirteen year old and my older cousin was very proud of his work,” he explained with chuckle. He rested his head against the wall and closed his eyes for a moment finding her presence peaceful which was welcome during his chaotic days.

“Thirteen? Shame.” She shook her head, gently tapping her lap. “I don’t think we’d get a long if I met you then, I learned to stay away from bad kids.” Greer joked, stacking the papers in her lap. “I should’ve guessed though, you have.. the look.” She added, her head leaning back but tilting to face him as her eyes squinted playfully. It could of just been that he caught her on at a good time, but before she was tired and drained, this gave her a boost of energy. But that was to be expected when Richie was around. “Are you on break?”  

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petrahearst:

Petra was glad that she hadn’t stepped on the woman or kicked over her food, she would have felt especially bad if she had. Though the girl seemed completely unfazed by her interruption, as though she hadn’t even seen her. “Sorry I hadn’t meant to disturb you. I was actually hoping to grab some lunch to take back to my office, but you seem to be enjoying your break. I can find someone else to order from, it’s not a problem.” 

Greer packed up her papers and stood, her eyes looking up at the woman’s in front of her. “You’re fine.” She waved, moving out of the way. She assumed she was in her way, or bothering her because she about to use the space. Well, until she registered what she said, “Oh, no. I’m not-..” Greer blinked a little, “I’m a grifter, I just come here to concentrate. The only food you’ll get to order from me is editable props which aren’t very good.” 

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richiexstone:

Richie typically didn’t stop for lunch. He ate on the go or joined Nik at one of the restaurants if they both had some time. Today was no different. He was cutting through the area when he spotted one of the showgirls. Greer. He hadn’t talked to her often, but he remembered her being introduced to him a while ago. He checked his watch, he had a few minutes and decided to get to know her a little better if she let him. He walked up and sat down next to her.

“I’ve got a cousin back in New York who likes to draw, but it’s mostly naked chicks with huge…” he smirked as he let his voice fade off, not wanting to be crass in front of her.

Greer often spent her time around the show girls, mainly because she’s the gal who designs and paints them. Although, she’d been told she looks like one, she’ll probably never have the talent to ever preform like one. Watching them is easy, doing it, it not. Maybe that’s why she was so hooked on things that included skills in her mind and hands and not your body and eyes. As she sketched out the design, she noticed Richie had entered and she gave him a faint smile. Once she caught on he was coming to sit, she rushed to move some papers over leaving him somewhere neat to rest. This was probably a sign she should take a break and give her hands a moment to breathe. So instead of picking the utensil up again, she looked over trying not to laugh at his words- until she broke. 

“You’re lucky I needed a laugh today, or I would’ve got offended. Probably.” It wasn’t like her to get jealous, but when she’s got the top frame similar to a child in grammar school, she gets a little green. Greer grabbed her cup and took another sip, “But, I do question how you would know.” She joked, setting the cup down and looking down at what she’d drawn already. 

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mgm-harmony:

Harmony looked at the sketch, and was a bit confused, but then realized that she thought she was a showgirl, “Oh, I’m not a showgirl, I work at Club Hakkasan, so that stage is not for me, but it is really nice. You think you are going to be able to pull that off?”

Greer blinked before she realized she wasn’t a show girl, “I’m sorry, I assumed.” The girl tucked everything together and stood up, tossing what she had left of her lunch in a bag. “I don’t know why I thought you were.” - “But, If I play my cards right, I might.” She looked at the girl, “How is it? - At club Hakkasan?”

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ceo-michael:

Michael could see that Greer was very observant, and that was a good thing in his eyes. “You’re right again, I am not going to be here to gamble, I’m going to be here to work.” He stepped back as Greer did to let the guests through, “Both actually, I kinda own this place now, so I have an investment in the hotel and the casino.” He tilted his head hearing she was a grifter, that was not what he expected, but he was actually impressed, “A grifter huh? Do you enjoy it,or is it something to do just for money?” Hearing she makes the sets, his eyes widened a bit, “So you set design too?”

Greer’s eyebrows buckled in disbelief, the last time she heard, there was some old guy who owned this place and expected the trend to follow through to those who came after him. “I’d imagined an owner of this hotel to be a little more aged and a lot less handsome, I guess I was wrong.” Stated, looking him over once more before she looked over the crowds. It wasn’t until she thought about the situation a bit more did she feel a bit regret for her former talk towards him, but moments later, she didn’t care anymore. “..It’s a bit of both, I love painting more then anything, this was the only thing hiring for my expertise. Besides, I dabble on the wrong side of the height stick to be able to handle anything bigger then a broom and dust pan, so I just design the set and paint it.” She nodded, “Nothing fancy.” 

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petrahearst:

Petra checked her watched and smiled, reassured that she was running on time. She had a busy afternoon ahead of her and she found it easiest to order food inside the hotel to take back to her office. People would agree that she was nothing if not efficient. Her mind was elsewhere as she stepped into the bar, almost stepping on the girl on the ground drawing. “Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there!” She apologized as she stopped abruptly to avoid colliding with the girl and her things.

Greer wasn’t phased by the girl almost tripping over her, it wasn’t until she spoke did the woman notice anything. In fact, she was so stuck in her art work, she didn’t hear what she said. It was more like background music to her thoughts. Though, a few moments after she looked her eyes looking at the lady. “Oh, hi. Did you need something?” 

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mgm-harmony:

“Inspiration?”Harmony looked at the woman as if she grew another head right before her very eyes, “How could my frustrations be inspiration?” She saw the woman was drawing something, and it hit her, “Oh you’re an artist? I get it! I am an artist myself, so I understand how inspiration can hit you from anything and everything sometimes.” She smiled warmly at the woman, “I don’t mean to pry, but may I ask what you’re working on?”

Greer took a sip from the tea in her cup and turned her note pad toward the girl, showing her her sketch of the stage for their upcoming themed performance week, a request from one of the dancers here. “Well, I was working in what you’ll be dancing on.” She smiled, setting the cup down and looking down at her drawing from the top. “I was thinking this wasn’t too much, and wasn’t too less.” She nodded, setting the cup down beside her on the floor.

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hannah-cavanaugh:

“Yeah, pretty often,” Hannah said, with a sigh. “Sorry. I’m Hannah, I work in IT. I’m guessing you work here?” she said, pointed to the art supplies. “Most guests don’t carry around art supplies.” She smiled. “I’d offer my hand, but…”

“Interesting.” Greer’s eyebrow raised for a second, making a mental note to prepare for people who mistake her as such. “It’s fine, a little snark doesn’t hurt.” She joked, popping up the supplies in her hands to re-grip them. “Well, yes.” The woman laughed, “I’m a grifter. It’s nice to meet you, Hannah.” Greer returned a smile, her hand coming up to wave her off before she finished, “Don’t worry about it, I’m a big girl, but thank you.” 

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mgm-harmony:

Harmony was running in to hotel, when she looked at her phone wen it beeped, and saw the message that she didn’t have to come in early, she could just come at her regular time. “Seriously!” She screamed out, “There is no way I am going to go back home and fight through all this traffic again!” She huffed and spun around to see someone sitting on the floor, “Oh Geeze!”She grabbed her chest, “I didn’t know anyone was here. Sorry for interrupting your quiet moment with my ranting.”

Greer’s eyes stayed glued to their task as she heard the girl enter, it didn’t matter to her who arrived. Either way, she’d have to finish this before she can move on to something else. It was only when she the strangers words become more directed towards her did she stop and look up, immediately putting on a practiced and faint smile. “Don’t worry about it, that could spark some inspiration,” She noted, moving her pencil again on the sheet. 

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Greer sat on the floor of the area, her lunch resting next to her as the rest of her attention stuck on her paper and pencil as she drew. Here and there she took a sip of her drink, or a bite of her food, but it seemed all of her attention was due to the request of the showgirls, a new concept for their special performance in a week. 

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ceo-michael:

Michael nodded his head, “You’re right, and thank you.” He was a little shocked at how blunt this woman was, but he kinda liked it. “I like you too Greer, it’s my pleasure to meet you.” He shook her hand, and shrugged his shoulders to her question, “Why? Do I not look like I belong in a hotel casino? But actually, I am just getting used to the place, because I am going to be spending a lot of time here.” He raised his brow, “And are you usually not in a friendly mood?”

Greer stepped back a little, taking in his appearance as she thought to herself. “Not really, not to gamble anyway.” The woman noticed people heading in their direction and she quickly stepped back a bit more to let them through before drawing a bit closer when it was clear to do so. “Spending time here in the casino, or the hotel?” She questioned before speaking in her time here herself, “I’m just grifter here, I spend most of my time playing in paints and designing the sets for the show girls. I spend enough time here as it is.” Greer sighed, looking around scenery around them. “Yes, but my attitude is a work in the making.” 

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ceo-michael:

Michael straightened himself out, and looked at the woman he just plowed into. Hearing her comment made him chuckle, “It’s quite alright, people shouldn’t be rewarded for doing the right thing, but I appreciate you saying that.” He reached out his hand to her, “I’m Michael,and you are?” He didn’t want to come off sounding like a douche by introducing himself as the owner, so he stuck to Michael. Besides,if she was a guest there, then she didn’t need to know that, not right then,

Greer tilted her head in agreement, her eyes lighting up a bit. “You’re right, they shouldn't...but sometimes you’ve gotta give credit when it’s due.” The woman paused with a smile, “I like you.” She stated, as if she was marking him as her new friend. Satisfied with him, she took his hand, “Greer. Nice to meet you, Michael. While I’m in the friendly mood, may I ask what is a kind person like you doing in a hotel casino?” 

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Wow....

“This is mine…wow.” Michael wanders around the casino floor at the MGM Grand, still in shock that he now owns it. He’s not paying attention and he bumped into someone, “Oh shit, I’m sorry!” He looks up at the person.

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Just released for her lunch break, Greer walked about around the casino floors. Seeing that she was a new member, she wanted to make sure her eyes have familiarized themselves with every part of the hotel, mainly because she’s got nothing else to do. As Greer fought her way across the floor, she peering into the games the customers played. It was entertaining and slightly sad to see people lose money, but that’s how the world makes it’s own. Splitting the way for self, she was bumped into, and her body shifted into someone else. Quickly she put her hands out awkwardly bowing her head with a ‘sorry’ before looking over to the figure next to her. “You’re the first tonight to apologize.” Greer crossed her arms, “If I had my wallet on me, I’d offer you a drink to celebrate at least one gentleman with proper manners.” She stated, looking about at the people around them. 

[clemence-arrington]

Hannah was trying to make her way across the casino floor to her dungeon-like office when she felt a tap on her shoulder. “Nope, sorry, not a waitress, showgirl or hooker, can’t help you,” she tossed over her shoulder before the person could even speak.

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Greer blinked for a second, trying to figure out why she assumed that was who she was looking for. “Woah now, didn’t think you were.” She stated, kind of letting her eyes roam past the girl before looking back up at her. “Does that happen often around here?” She asked, readjusting the art supplies in her hands. 

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