❝ Hm. ❞
Tone of voice hints at SURPRISE; he’d anticipated to be asked more—— but he will give her the twenty she asked for after a moment messing about in his wallet either way. Several bills disappears into his jeans’ front pocket for easy access before the leather case is stowed again.
❝ D’you have a name you’d like to share, by the way? ❞
“Ara. Or Candy Apple. If you want the shitty stage name they gave me.” A smile later and the cash has disappeared into a pouch on the inside of her boots, music hits play and she’s swaying her hips, eyes set on his as her teeth dig into her lip. Ara sets her powers to work, really, that’s the most she does - lures him in (a cheap dance but she’s planning on overselling him later). A charm as she draws closer, shawl slipping off of her shoulders and hitting the floor. Palms run down her body, back arcs and she shows off just how bendy she can be, dancing like this for a few minutes, getting closer until she music stops and his dance is over with. She finishes up on his lap, almost, hands running through her hair. “How was that?”
