@imperiouswag
To approach Her Imperious Condescension, as some have referred to her as, would seem foolhardy in any other situation. Rika had kept an open ear, as she had planned to when first applying for work at Club Euphoria, and after a while it seemed to have started to pay off. At the very least, Rika had the name (the title?) of someone who might see eye-to-eye with her.
And honestly. There were so many maybes and possibles and vague information, but Rika was nothing if not a risk-taker. If she had no ambition, she would get nowhere. And a misstep at this point would be better than nothing. Gathering her courage and snaking through the crowd, Rika moved closer to the Condesce, eventually standing before the woman.
“Imperious Condescension, if I may refer to you as such? I’ve heard a many good thing about you, and I wondered if it wouldn’t be too rude to request a few minutes of your time.”