Katerina couldnāt help the amused smile that played at her lips as soon as her customer was looking down thus not being able to see it. Poor dear, it seemed the outfit she had chosen to entice the male customers into staying longer and spending more just might be working on this particular female customer. Perhaps not though, this seemed more embarrassment at having looked, than lust for what had been seen. Well, at least embarrassment beat dirty looks and harsh words, not that sheād gotten so many of those as of late. Since the curse broke really everyone was exceedingly nice and exceptionally boring.
This change in attitudes had put no damper on business, if anything it had likely increased slightly. However, it had put one hell of a damper on her sex lifeā¦at least the part of it that involved swinging. Lately she felt like she was living in a closed relationship. It was difficult to find willing partners, and she had been forced a few times already to wipe the memories of past partners who had threatened exposure. The few others kept quiet, but showed no real interest in continuing their activities. Kat was becoming utterly bored with ānormalā sexā¦maybe it was time for a little role playing again?
It was too bad her new customer was seemingly shy about such mattersā¦sheād managed to intrigue Kat, which was not done easily. She wanted to know more about this female who spoke with the voice of a woman, but grunted in a very masculine manner. That more of course included a name, but Katerina always thought it was best to let those things come to light in their own time rather than forcing introductions.
Upon hearing her customerās request she took a moment to contemplate whether they even had anything with brown butter sauce on their menu. The sauce was simple enough to make, which ironically was the reason Kat doubted it was there. Their chef liked to do dishes that were not exactly common and often not simple, his motto seemed to be, "If you can make it at home, we wonāt make it here." It had probably taken her a full two months after hiring him just to convince him that the ten most popular items on the menu were things he had to make whether he liked it or not.
They did have spaghetti e gamberetti, and she was sure that with a little convincing she could get a brown butter sauce onto that. Sheād tell him her recipe, it had a few more ingredients so it would complicate it enough for him. "I think spaghetti e gamberetti is exactly what youāre looking for," Kat answered as she grabbed an order pad and jotted it down with a faster hand than most having the order and recipe both done in a matter of seconds. She quickly added the lasagna to the order as well as the garlic bread though they usually gave a slice with most meals.
It sounded like her intriguing customer was having a guest for dinner. Kat had yet to decide if that intrigued her more, or made her want to write the girl off entirely. It was not always easy convincing couples to join in her sexual games. Some were open to it, others not so much and though she enjoyed a challenge, she was in the mood for an easier catch. Not too easy of course. Again her mind worked over the menu to come up with suggestions as it simultaneously added everything up.
The spaghetti she would drop the price on since she was changing the sauce. Twenty dollars even seemed a fair drop, lasagna was thirteen dollars (to compete with Grannyās cheap frozen crap), garlic bread she would throw in for free because she liked to be nice to pretty new customers. "Most people seem to go for pizza or the eight cheese ravioli, but I personally favour the chicken parmigiana, or chicken marsala." Taking a step forward she reclaimed the menu that didnāt seem to really be needed in the first place and tucked it back under the bar before coming back around.
"So far, itās thirty three dollars," she wouldnāt have a set price until she went and rang it up since there was tax. Of course, if she did decide on one of the recommendations that would bump the price up, but it would be worth it. There food was marvelous, and their portions fit the prices they charged. One glance at the rather warn wallet in her customerās hands told her that their ideas of a really good wine likely differed slightly, so she would likely stick to a decently priced bottle. "We have both beer and wine, which would you prefer?" she asked pleasantly as she pushed a loose curl back behind her ear.
It was pretty evident from the customerās actions that Kat had managed to make her relatively uncomfortable, never her intention. She seemed to have a way of doing that to people. If only they knew of her past deedsā¦they would be more uncomfortable yet. "You look uncomfortable love, why donāt you take a seat while I take your order back to the chef?" Kat motioned to one of the many hideously white comfy tall chairs that lined the bar.
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