2019-08-06 - The Daily Grind

"Good talk, good talk." Antonio emerges from the back office, heading with a swagger over toward the strip club's bar. Judging by his glazed-over eyes, he's will on his way to margaritaville this particular evening. Sliding onto a barstool, the club owner sets his whiskey tumbler down and takes a puff of his vape cigarette. "Night's off to a good start, eh?" He cocks his head to the burly bartender slinging drinks, and pushes his empty for a refill after taking two final swigs.

A redhead walks in and for a Wednesday night she's all dressed up. Hair in layers frames her face and green eyes hold equal amounts skepticism and curiosity. The dress is from some little boutique and clings to her curves like she was melted and poured into it. The dress his forest green and reaches her upper thighs, the scoop neckline showing ample cleavage while leaving a little to the imagination. Her heels boost her normally average height and make her legs appear to go all the way to.. heaven. Her movements are lithe as she approaches the bar and as she slides into one of the seats, she looks over towards the bartender, waiting to see if he acknowledges her first.

"Whaddya need, sugar?" The gruff-looking barman shoots a look to Bianca, a smirk on his lips.

A few seats down, Antonio also eyes her momentarily, arched eyebrows betraying his curiosity before he returns to his beverage. The club owner swirls the whiskey in his glass before taking a sip, casting an eye over toward the main floor. "Nice night so far, for a Wednesday." He mouths the words mostly to himself, but loud enough for those nearby to hear.

The bartender holds Bianca's attention and with a considering look she finally orders. "I'd like a Climax." It's the kind of drink you order just for the reaction to the name and Bianca knows it. Her eyes flicker over the other male behind the bar and her tongue traces over the edge of her top teeth thoughtfully. "What about other nights?"

The bartender smirks and gets to work on the drink, setting a brightly-colored concotion on the bar in front of Bianca in a few moments.

Down the bar, Antonio offers a wide smirk to the newcomer as he raises his drink in a salute. "Antonio Williams, owner and operator, at your service. We do well here, especially on the weekends. Some weeknights are good, too, especially as you get toward the later part of the week -- people get impatient for Friday, you know what I mean?" The man in the dark suit and bright pink cravate winks, taking a puff of his e-cigarette vape. "Only been open about a week. The newest game in town, but also the best." There's another confident wink that punctuates the man's words.

Cash is given to the bartender along with a good tip. When change might have been offered, she holds up her hand, declining it. Instead, she takes the drink in hand and just holds it for a moment. Until the owner introduces himself. Her own is offered in a return salute and she takes a drink from it, closing her eyes and enjoying the flavor as she does. "Mmn." Her tongue darts over her lips just before she opens her eyes. "Certainly climactic. Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Williams. I'm Bianca Ortega. Somewhat new to town myself."

"Well, you know how to find the good places, huh? That's good. Real good." Antonio winks, taking a sip of his whiskey glass and cocking his head toward the stage. "We have the best drinks and the best dancers in town. So if you like to enjoy yourself, I'd say you came to the right place." The club boss swirls a couple fingers around the rim of his glass, his grin widening as he considers. "And what type of work do you do, Miss Ortega?" His brow arches as he poses the question.

As if on some kind of cue, Dahlia is walking a man out of the private area. He's looking like he's been run through the ringer. Tugging a bit at his pants and staring at Dahlia's hourglass frame which is currently glad in nothing but a tiny skirt and matching bikini top. Hair pullled back into a high ponytail. The man gets sat down in his chair and he makes a move to tug Dahlia with him. She laughs and turns, whispering in his ear as she takes a few bills that he's dug out of his pocket. Then she's walking up to the bar, giving the gruff bartender a sweet as pie smile as she asked for a bottle of water. "I love your dress honey." Is given to Bianca as she gets a once over.

"It appears I have. Especially if the quality of drink is anything to judge by. I've not had a Climax this good.. in some time." The dual edged words are practically purred. "The dancers are beautiful. And oh I do rather like to enjoy myself." Her eyes lower to his hand and the fingers swirling at the glass, a cocky smile as she deliberately looks for sexual innuendo in everyting. "What you have there looks good too." Another sip from her glass, savoring the taste. "I've not found anything real permanent since I got here. I had a friend put in a good word for me and I'll be tending bar at Two if by Sea soon. Otherwise, my dance card is rather empty. More's the pity." The arrival of another at the bar and Bianca gives a deliberate and appreciative once over. One can enjoy all types of bodies. "Thank you, if feels good against my skin," she murmurs.

"A bartender, huh? Maybe I should fire this bozo and hire you." Antonio shoots a knowing glance to the rough man behind the bar with a laugh, even as he dutifully goes to fetch Dahlia's bottle of water. "I wonder what brings a sweet thing like you to Gray Harbor? Other than being drawn by the best entertainers in town, which I can certainly understand." Antonio laughs heartily at that, smirking broadly to Bianca before shooting a wink to Dahlia. "We serve the best climaxes in town, that's for sure."

"Mm I'll bet it does." Dahlia grinned, letting her gaze linger a beat longer on Bianca, shifting slightly to accept her water and maybe show off a little more for their newest patron. Thanking the bartender, she giggled before drinking down some of the water. "That we do. Any way ya want 'em." She give a bit of a grin, relaxing against the bar as she scoped out who all was here and who her next target might be. Listening for the answers to Antonio's questions with a mild curiosity.

"If business gets good enough, maybe you could afford us both." Bianca says mysteriously, running a manicured nail along the base of her glass, considering the question asked of her. "Boredom? Atlanta didn't want me anymore?" And she does have a touch of that southern accent but drawled in a secier manner. There's a mock pout to her full lips, "I'll miss Atlanta, but you both sure are making me feel welcome. Climax and all." A sip of the drink before she turns enough to catch the lingering gaze from Dahlia. "I cold do with a lap dance. You require back stage for it or are you good for putting on a show for the barkeep and owner here?" A brow arching in challenge.

"Hah! You're adventurous, too. I like it." Antonio gives the newcomer a broad smirk, leaning back onto his barstool before he helps himself to another toke of his e-cigarette. "I have a feeling you'll enjoy yourself here, sweetie."

Dahlia grinned to Bianca as the challenge was issued forth. Sliding over a little closer to her. "Honey, if you're comfortable out here, I'm comfortable out here." She promised, hand sliding up Bianca's upper arm, to wind around the back of her neck. Resting there lightly as her body started finding a good rhythm with the music. A teasing look in her eyes. "You ever get a lap dance before?" Quirking a brow. Her hand starts to slide back down Bianca's arm and fall away, running up her own body. "And you're right. That dress a yours does feel pretty nice."

The acceptance of the dance wasn't really a surprise, but Bianca seems eager enough to appreciate it now that it's a reality. Where the woman touches leaves a trail of awareness to the delicate touch and her head tilts back slightly to get a good look at the curves hiden behind the bikini top and small skirt. "I have never had a lap dance before, this is a first. Then again I have never been tempted to have one before either." The smile flickers up at the mention of her dress. "I'm glad you approve." Her eyes resting on the movements of the dancer.

"Then I'm very happy to be your first." Dahlia purred, starting to tease down her skirt in time with the song. Each sway of her hips had the skirt inching down further. Until it fell away and Dahlia turned her back to the woman, shifting closer, grinding up against her but just barely not actually touching the woman. "What was your name again? Mine's Dahlia." She offered, hands running over her body again, sliding up and starting to untie the knot around her neck. Facing the woman once more with bright eyes. Very up close and personal. Dahlia definitely gave off a vibe of being the fun sort of trouble. "You wanna do the honors?" Grinning like a fiend as she turned around once more, letting Bianca have the chance to undo the final knot that was keeping the top on.

"Mmm, me too." While Bianca would reach out and touch and explore, she manages to fight back the urge, but her eyes never leave the sway of her hips. "Dahlia," she tastes the name before adding her own. "Bianca." As soon as she turns to face her, the cleavage and promise of exposing it has her pressing her lips together. "Incredible. I'd love nothing more." Lifting a hand, she grazes her fingers over collarbone before finding the knot. It's Dahlia's eyes that hold her attention as the knot is deftly unfastened, but she doesn't cross any boundaries in lowering the material, letting it fall naturally or at the wearers will. An inhale of breath. "Exquisite..."

Dahlia doesn't mind people getting a little handsy now and again. She knows what she's comfortable with and won't hesitate to lay someone out if they can't understand the word no. So she doesn't mind if Bianca touches her neck or her sides as she dances. As the top falls away, Dahlia leans in tantalizingly close. "I'm so glad you approve honey." Words spoken low into the woman's ear, echoing her own from earlier. Then she's pulling away, grinning as she started putting her skirt back on. "It's nice to meet you Bianca." Is added with a soft chuckle.

"You're gorgeous and I appreciate the way you move." Finally managing to tear her gaze away from those perfectly rounded breasts to meet her eyes again. Money is taken out from between her breasts and she offers if over, her tongue to her lips again. "So nice to meet you, Dahlia. I can see you're probably a very popular dancer here. One of the favorites?" Once the money is taken she reaches for her drink. "I almost considered applying here as a dancer, but I'd need more practice."

Dahlia accepted the money, tucking it into the waistband of her skirt before starting to put her top back on. "Thanks! This is actually my first exotic dancing gig ever. Working here." She mused, posting up against the bar and taking another drink of water. "But I'm having a blast. I'll bet Antonio would love to hire you if you did a little performance some time. We might do an amatuer night and you could see how ya like it. Plus, there's lots of great girls here who could help you out! Mae is one of the best." She offered. "She's starting to teach me how to actually work the pole."

"I took some pole lessons just for the exercise. That's a thing now." Bianca laughs, "I wouldn't mind putting my name down for amateur night though, just to get a taste for it. Does he require trying out? I know this is a more personal question, does he sleep with the girls? I know some bosses are into that." Another sip of her drink and she glances after where he went. "I know he's a looker and all and he seems like a nice enough guy so it wouldn't be a hardship. I just wouldn't want it to be a requirement."

Dahlia's eyes widened for a moment. "Shit, is it? I mean, he's hot and all, and we flirt - but nah. As far as I know if anyone's sleeping with him - it's just cause they wanna." She gave a little shrug. "I'd love to see you dance. Keep an eye out for the flyers. If enough interest pops up I'm sure we'll do it sooner rather than later." She took another drink of water. "I didn't have to try out. I just walked in a couple days before opening and told him I wanted a job and that I knew how to dance. It's a really laid back place. You might get brownie points if you try out but," She shrugs. "It's all cash. We keep all our tips and half our dancers fees. So it's a pretty good gig all told."

"That sounds reasonable. Better than I hoped for, really. I've got the waitressing gig down at Two if by Sea, but.. I'll have to ask the big boss before changing jobs but I may consider it. Especially if I can make it on amateur night. That would boost my confidence in trying out to be a paid dancer." Finishing off her drink, the glass is placed back on the bar. "Thank you for all of the pointers and the dance. I really should go for now. I am still looking for a place. The Hotel is getting a little old though the room service is good."

"I work here and at Firefly. I love 'em both, but this one is definitely more fun." Dahlia laughed. "It was nice to meetcha Bianca. Be safe." Nodding. "Trailer park always has something open. But there's a handful of houses for rent around here. Newspaper's a good place to look." She offered. "Have a good night!" And would watch her leave before moving off to make another round of the club and see if she couldn't lure in one more person for a dance.