@dominitusfibre continued from here.
Weiss, albeit very uncomfortably, took a seat and tried to avert her eyes from the shining rainbow lights before her. Was it always this bright whenever this woman did anything...?
"Ah, you'll have to attribute that success to my father, I'm afraid," Weiss lied; she had become good at that, selling her father's nonexistent credentials. One of Weiss's brows did rise at the word, however. "An...arrangement? You'll...have to be more specific, I'm afraid."














