@harlowmikaels
Location: Any Bar
Georgia wasn’t sure why, but she worked better in loud places. Maybe it was the part of her that thrived on chaos, or simply conditioning after years spent studying while running the brothel. Either way, she find herself at the end of a bar with some papers in front of her and a glass of wine in her hand. The numbers look good, and are staying good. Some people have been telling her she should expand the studio, branch out, but she’s biding her time. Especially since she might be able to make a connection right here in town, though it would most likely need to wait until things were more settled.
When someone gets close and Georgia realizes how spread out she’s become, she begins pulling things back towards her before glancing up and giving a small smirk. “Well, hello again. Harlow, right?” she asked with a polite smile. She