2019-08-05 - Cash is King

Dahlia had a time and day sent up for Antonio and Felix to meet. So she needed to pass that info along and also make sure Antonio knew the Do's and Don'ts of a Felix meeting. Well, as far as she knew them to be. So she makes her way into the club, towards the back office. The night's still young really, so she might do a dance or two while she's here to bring in some extra money for the night. She'll see how this talk with Antonio goes first. She had texted him to let him know she was on her way to talk to him. Clad in a pair of denim shorts and a black, strapless top, she's probably just come from a shift at Firefly. There's two knocks on Antonio's office door before she starts to slowly open it, if it's unlocked.

"Yeah?! Come on in, sweetie." The club boss casts an easy smile over toward the dancer, reclining in the leather chair that's situated behind his desk. Puffing on a vape e-cigarette, he cocks his head over toward the CCTV display with a wink. "Doing some good business tonight. So, you got something you wanna talk about? Hope you're not quitting the club, sugar." Antonio smirks, taking a sip of the whiskey tumbler that's set by his computer.

Dahlia steps into the office and closes the door, giving Antonio a once over. She debates on if she wants to use him as a chair again, but decides against it for now. Since, after all, this is business. She's smiling though, as she settles into one of the empty chairs. "I noticed. Might sneak on up there myself, see if I can't take advantage of it." She grinned, leaning on the table. "I ain't quittin, cross my heart." She makes the gesture and laughs. "I wanna talk about my proposition the other night. I got you a meetin' with the big man in town. He's interested in ya."

"Guess he would be, since I showed up and started makin' some good money." Antonio puffs a few smokerings up toward the ceiling as he considers, taking a sip of his whiskey afterwards. "What do you think his interest is, eh? Imagine he wants a cut -- permission to operate, all that. I get how that goes." He reclines further into the leather chair, tumbler in hand.

"Oh I'm sure. Prolly less interested in the girls and more interested in what you're sellin' on the side." Dahlia tilted her head a bit. "Wants to make sure no toes get stepped on and all that good stuff." That smile still on her lips. "Anyway, you seem like you're familiar with the whole to-do. But I wanted to make sure to give you the short and sweet version of what to expect when you meet Felix Monaghan." Her gaze travels a moment, taking in the room before focusing on Antonio again. "Speaking of, you got a little pick me up stashed in here still, honey?"

"Yeah, sure -- so he probably wants a cut, one way or the other. Like I said." The club boss smirks, puffing from his cape again before he opens the desk drawer. "I don't mind making new friends and even paying a little tribute, if I have to. Hopefully there's something in it for me. But, eh, sometimes the price of doing business is the price of doing business. You know what I mean?" He unceremoniously smacks a plastic bag of powder onto the desktop, beginning to partition out a few lines with the aid of a credit card that's produced from his wallet.

Dahlia watched Antonio start separating out the powder. Her finger twitching just a little on the desk. She really shouldn't, but now if she changed her mind it would look weird. "I'm just the messenger at the moment. Haven't been workin' for him long enough. But I'm sure he'll make it worth your while some way." Once the lines were ready, she leaned over and snorted one up. Eyes widening a bit as she rubbed the bit of powder off her nose. "Such a fucking rush." She laughed, sitting back in her seat. "The short version is - Don't lie, Don't sit unless you're asked, and Don't decline a drink." She pushed a few strands of hair out of her eyes.

"Hah! Well, I don't decline drinks. As for not sitting, suppose I gotta pay my respects to the local authority, huh?" The boss stands as if on cue, before leaning down to snort up one of the lines. "Sounds fair enough. He ain't gonna execute me mom-style for starting up this little titty bar without his permission, huh?" Antonio seems to find that funny for some reason, and laughs heartily.

"He might if you don't show up for the meeting." Dahlia said seriously before laughing. "I've been pretty sure he was gonna off me like three or four times now? It's scary as shit. But so long as you mind your manners and don't try ta bullshit him, you'll be just fine." She gave him a grin. "Why'd you come over to this nowhere town anyway? I'm sure there's other places you coulda set up shop that'd be even hotter."

"Yeah, but I wanna be the only show in town, sweetie. Start up somewhere that doesn't have anything like this, and you see folks come out of the woodwork." Antonio grins at that thought, refilling his whiskey tumbler before sipping again. "We might not have the high-roller customers like some of the cities, but if I can get a few dozen dudes to splash some cash each night with low rent, pretty damn good business model, huh. You know what I mean?" He puffs from his vape. "And besides, your ass is here in this town." A laugh follows.

"Mm that's fair." About being the only game in town. Dahlia leaned in a little closer. "And it seems like things are going real good so far." Eyes sparkling with a touch of mischief before she shifted to do another line. Giggling a bit. "True. It is a pretty good ass. I still gotta shake it for ya up close and personal some time." Winking. "Can I get a hit off that?" Nodding to the vape. "You got a pretty good set a girls working. Mae an' I are going to work on a duet once I've got more practice with the pole."

"Duet is good. Private dances together is good -- gotta charge a lot for that, obviously." He offers the vape outward for her, before leaning in to take another line of the white powder. "Yeah, pleasantly surprised by the talent so far. Didn't think I'd find girls like you and Mae in this town, huh? The others aren't too bad either." He winks at that, laughs, and sinks back into his chair.

"Oh of course. Charge double at least." Dahlia agreed, accepting the vape and taking a hit off of it. Exhaling slowly towards the ceiling. "Mm, nope. Gray Harbor's full of surprises." She grinned. "Funny how things work out like that." She stands to lean in and hand him his vape back while at the same time snagging his tumbler of whiskey so she could take a sip of that too! But only a sip before she set it back down. "I think the meeting will go just fine. I hope it does at least. I like workin' for ya."

"Good. I like you working for me. And not just because of that ass of yours -- you're fun and have a good attitude." The boss takes his tumbler back after she snags a sip, and takes a hefty gulp. "Think you'll be real successful here. Give it a year of good business and we can start making it a classier place, increase prices and all that. Gotta start somewhere." The club boss grins broadly.

Dahlia grinned at that. "I'm glad to hear it. I like the energy. I like the dancing better than bartending. But can't quit that job for obvious reasons." She laughed. "I think that's a good plan. Start from bottom - work your way up. It's a tried and true method most a the time." Pushing a hand through her hair, closing her eyes a moment as she lets the base of the music that can be heard sink in. Then her eyes flutter open and she focuses on Antonio again. "So is this all you got?" Motioning to the powder. "Or do you have other stuff?" Mostly just seeming curious rather than fishing to try anything else.

"Keep that and some nice weed in my desk, y'know? Maybe a couple baggies of mushrooms too." Antonio grins broadly and punctuates his words with a wink, kicking his feet up on the desk as he swirls his drink and takes a sip. "You girls can have free run of my desk while you're on shift, y'know. Just so long as you spend MOST of your time making money." He laughs.

Dahlia looked a little curious about the shrooms but she was already making enough bad decisions tonight! "Good to know. I'll try not to go too crazy." Giving him a wink in return "I'm enjoying bringing in the money. And the teasing. That's like icing on the cake. I can't resist teasing people." She laughed. "So I'll probably do at least one dance before I leave. Or lap dance. Make some poor guy squirm." A devilish little look fleeting over her features before shrugging. " I definitely got the urge to do something." Thanks cocaine!

"Yeah, that's the art of it. Enough promise that they -keep- spending money. Not so much that, you know, they don't have anymore reason to spend money." He seems to find that very funny, cutting another line of coke for himself and leaning down to hungrily snort. "Pretty good stuff. I think you're learning fast, doing real well."

That makes her laugh. "Precisely. I'm glad ya think so." Dahlia licked her lips as she watched him and then sighed. Oh so very tempted to take up that last line on the table. But she clasped her ahnds together a little tighter. Still grinning though. "I was telling Mae I might do a little country girl routine some time soon since no one else has hopped on that band wagon. You got anything you'd like to see?" Raising a brow. "Or you the sort that don't really have any preferences so long as it brings in the cash kinda guy?"

"Oh yeah, I like that vibe. Denim micro-shorts, some skimpy top, cowgirl hat. That's good stuff." The club boss laughs, finishing his whiskey and pouring himself a refill and he takes a hit of his vape. "Schoolgirl outfits bring in the cash too. But yeah, so long as your outfit works, I wouldn't say I'm too picky." He winks once.

"Oh there's a thought. School girl, maybe a nurse outfit." Dahlia grinned. "Givin' me all kinds of good ideas bossman." She rose to her feet, doing a little shimmy and laughed again. "Well don't you worry then, cause we're just gonna keep raking it in." A beat of pause. "Somethin' else maybe to think about. I've heard it come up a few times. Might be fun to do a male revue sorta thing. Once we're a little more established? See how it goes over, but I think it'd be a hit."

"Oh yeah. Amateur night, girls and guys. $500 to each winner or something like that. Nice idea." The boss smirks and shoots the dancer a wink, puffing on his vape. "See? I told ya I hired you for more than just your bootywork."

"Amateur night too! For sure. It'd be great to watch some people get up and give it a go." She came around to his side of the desk with a grin. Leaning in close as she picked up his tumbler again. "I'm gonna make you a whole lotta money, honey. Cause Cash is King if you wanna get anywhere in this world." Pulling back as she took another sip and set the glass back down. "Now," There was another little twitch over her finger and she turned around, leaning forward to inhale that last line of coke on the table. Giving him a nice view of her ass whil she did. Then, looking back over her shoulder at him. "I think I'm gonna go tease some a the patrons. See if I can't get them to drop a little more cash." The words practically purred as she started moving towards the office door.

"That sounds like a good plan." The boss's eyes are on the dancer's well-presented derriere as she bends, and then his lips are back on his tumbler. "I think you'll do really well for a Wednesday night, sweetie. And thanks for giving me the heads-up on this meeting, eh?"

"Any time bossman. I'm always happy to help." Flashing him a final grin before she slips back out to the club to see what poor souls she's going to relentless rile up tonight.