2019-08-21 - Platinum Job Opportunities

The security staff have just dealt with an unruly college kid -- as it turns out, being rude and slapping a dancer's ass isn't the best way to earn friends and influence people. He's tossed out on the pavement head-first, protesting all the while.

As the booty hip-hop music thumps from the club's speakers, Antonio raises his martini glass at the bar. "See you later, Chad! Come see us again sometime -- but not tonight." There's a dry, sinister chuckle that leaves the man's lips as he returns to his beverage. "Asshole."

Zoiya watches Chad get kicked out, eyes shifting back to Antonio. "Asshole indeed." She taps her fingers on the bar and then takes a deep breath. "I think I'm gonna go get ready for my next set. You like Bruno Mars, right?" She asks, brushing her hair away from her face as she turns to shake her ass to the music thumping through the speakers, slowly making her way to the backstage area.

"Doesn't matter if you do, I'm dancing to it anyway!" She sing songs, blowing a kiss to one of the bouncers as a thank you.

Park rocks up to the club in another attempt to catch Antonio. Only to be greeted at the door by a flying frat boy. She steps gingerly around him, offering the security man a shy smile as she slips inside. She's not dangerous. Honest!

Seeing Antonio and Zoiya at the bar, and now knowing that the well-dressed black man is the boss, she makes her way over. Her smile now more genuine and excited. "Hey!" she grins in greeting before pouting as Zoiya heads off. "Dance well!" she calls out over the music, doing her best not to watch ass shaking. "Mister Antonio. Nice to see you again."

"Whatever makes that booty work, right?" Antonio smirks broadly to Zoiya as she heads off toward the dressing room, taking a sip of his martini before arching an eyebrow toward Park.

"Good to see you again, young lady. You were interested in some sort of job here, right? Apologies that I had to step out a take a phone call last time -- I'll buy you a drink to make up for it." He flags down the bartender and cocks his head to indicate Park. "Whatever the lady wants, on the house, y'know?"

Pop Pop it's Showtime, showtime, guess who's back again?

The song gets started and Zoiya and another stripper are out on the stage, dressed in metallic gold bikini's, gold glitter and body powder, laughing and dancing against each other as the song bounces along.

Shit! I'm a dangerous man with some money in my pocket, keep up!

The girls separate, and Zoiya moves to one side of the stage, bouncing with the music, stepping down off the stage to grind and bounce against some of the men at the rail.

Now watch me break it down like ehhh.

The song slows and so do the dancers, the bouncy motions settling into something more grindy and dirty. There are bills being thrown on the stage, stuffed into both dancer's tops and bottoms. The raunchy display on stage and off is making men cheer, some catcalling for either of the dancers to come grind on them.

Zoiya climbs back on the stage when the tempo picks up again, swinging her hair and her hips as Bruno Mars croons through the speakers. The music starts to wind down, the song is almost over, but the girls manage to get some more ass shaking done before they collect their tips and exit the stage.

"A beer will be fine, thank you" Park smiles - hopefully this time without the coughing; she's getting used to this 'heavy' drinking. "Yes, I would like to DJ. But another dancer told me that you already had one. Lyric? Though she can't work twenty-four hours so maybe I can work when..." She made the mistake of looking at the stage and catching the performance. Park's mouth drops open. "Oh my...they are very good." Cheeks red she pulls her gaze away to concentrate on Antonio. "I forgot what I was saying."

"Yeah, already got a DJ. Not saying you couldn't be one too, of course. But you're not gonna make anywhere near the amount of money that you could make shaking it up on the stage." Antonio cocks his head toward the glitter and booty show for emphasis, his smirk widening as he sips from his martini. "You ever thought about dancing to help pay for tuition? We'll teach you the ropes, of course."

The bartender unceremoniously grabs a bottle of Bud Light and sets it in front of the newcomer.

Zoiya gets smacked on the ass by a customer, but it doesn't seem to piss her off, instead she turns around and gives him a whack on his ass as well. He holds out a tip for her and she takes it between two fingers, winking in his direction. She makes her way to the bar, barefoot, her hips swaying back and forth. "Park, you came back. Excellent." She wiggles her fingers and sets the tip down that she just received. "Reggie is buying me a drink. I'll take cognac, straight babe." She wrinkles her nose cutely at the bartender and slips on a stool, crossing her legs. "Antonio, are you going to hire her or what?"

Park doesn't know whether to be horrified or burst out laughing at the suggestion that she dance on stage with the likes of Zoiya or Dahlia. She shakes her head, finding her bottle of Bud Light really, really interesting right now. "I love to dance, sure, but no way could I do that..." A wave of her hand at the stage. "I don't have any ta-tas or ass" she adds with a sigh, though she does brighten up when Zoiya arrives. "Hello." A little bow to the dancer to go with the smile. "Mister Antonio thinks I should dance. How funny is that?"

"I hire all sorts of body types, y'know? Because customers like all types. Big booties, small booties, huge boobs, flat. We're trying to be the best place around, gotta have the best and most diverse talent around." Antonio laughs at his own monologue, draining the last of his martini before setting his glass forward for another.

"You're off to a good start tonight with that type of set, cutie. Cognac on the house." He shoots Zoiya a wink.

Zoiya perks up, stowing the tip before she fingerguns the bartender to get him to pour. She listens to Antonio's spiel, and then slides a look over at Park. "He's not wrong, honestly, but it's really up to if you feel comfortable." She tries not to grin, and gestures back toward her boss. "If you don't, there is something you can do around here, for sure."

"But you would make a lot of money, even if you're a novice." She shrugs a bare shoulder, dusting off some glittering powder, before she speaks again. "All of us girls were there once." She picks up her cognac and takes a small sip, savoring the smoothness of the alcohol.

"My body type has not had much interest before" Park giggles, still blushing brightly at the thought of being someone people would like to see half-naked. "Yes, you were very good, Zoiya. I can see why that belt of yours fills up with money." A sip of her Bud Light and Park's right eye flutters for a moment but there is no coughing. "I'd still like to DJ when Lyric is not here. Oh, is she here now?" Someone must be playing the music. "I think you started with a lot more...talent...than me, Zoiya. Dahlia too."

"Sure, sweetie, you can DJ. Start you around fifteen bucks per hour, part time. No benefits or any stupid shit like that, just cash." The owner arches his eyebrows and takes his next martini, sipping with a smirk. "You still gotta look the part, of course. Don't have to look like a dancer, but still some eye candy to earn that wage. Lyric wears a club teeshirt and bootyshorts, that type of thing."

Antonio shoots a look to the DJ booth and then to the stage, his smirk broadening. "We play a variety of music. Entertainer's choice, if she's got preferences. Otherwise you just gotta find something that's good to shake it too, and helps the guys empty their wallets."

Zoiya pipes up when Antonio speaks, adding. "We tip the DJ too, especially if you do a good job on our set." She goes quiet again, drinking her cognac and smirking at the talk of preferences. She certainly has them.

She leans an elbow against the bar, idly picking off glitter with her fingernails. "Yeah, a few backstage are still a little too busy or lazy to find their own music, so you have to pitch in and do some of their work for them." Zoiya points a finger at Park, smirking. "Make sure they tip you for being lazy bitches." She takes another drink of cognac and glances at Antonio, almost daring him to naysay her.

Park's eyes light up with excitement as Antonio offers her a job. And she'll get paid too! Nodding rapidly at the terms and conditions. "I have bootyshorts! And t-shirts! Oh...maybe I can do something with my Sailor Moon costume?" Her brow furrows and her bottom lip sticks out. "Do you think Pokemon costumes would do well here? Do you have people who like that kind of body type?" She is not judgemental. "Thank you so much, you won't regret it!" Park almost leaps on the man to give him a hug. "I know all kinds of music and can even make my own if it helps."

Releasing him, Park grins over at Zoiya. "We are workmates! This is so exciting." More instructions, this time from the dancer, has Park nodding solemnly once more. "There seems to be a lot of tipping here. What music do you like, Zoiya?"

"I don't know what Sailor Moon or Pokemon is. Lil bit older than you, y'know." Antonio shrugs his shoulders to Park with a laugh, swirling his martini and taking a sip before looking to Zoiya. "Mae's got good musical taste. Some of my less experienced girls don't really know what's what about picking songs. So at least there's that one song that just goes like, 'ass ass ass ass.'" Antonio laughs heartily, drinking again. "It works."

Zoiya makes a noise when Antonio professes to not know what Sailor Moon or Pokemon are. "Hey, if she wants to dress up, maybe she'll start a movement." Her eyebrows raise briefly and she finishes off her cognac, glancing down at her glitter smeared body. "I like lots of music, my tastes are wide and far reaching. I can usually find something for my sets with no problem, but if you ever want to give me a hand or sway me toward a certain song, feel free to bring it up to me."

"Speaking of.. I have to get ready for my next set, I have to scrub some of this glitter off, it won't go with my next outfit." She slips to her feet, a slight smile on her lips. "I'll be back in a lil bit, my loves." She walks toward the backstage area, laughing at something someone says to her in passing. She likes to flirt with the customers, they are how she makes her money after all.

Park gasps at Antonio's ignorance. How can a man so obviously wise about the ways of the world - he drinks alcohol not direct from the bottle - not know who Sailor Moon and Pokemon are? At least he didn't recoil from the hug. "Ass seems to be a very big thing in this club" she notes, pondering some songwriting she has to do. "Hmm...I have a dance track that might fit in this ass motif."

A grin for Zoiya about dressing up. "I do cosplay" she explains. "I make my own costumes and everything." A wave as the dancer is off again - no rest for the wicked. "The glitter would suit any outfit" she offers before going back to her beer. "She must make you a lot of money, Mister Antonio."

"Well, it's a strip club. If you don't like ass, -your- ass is in the wrong place." Antonio winks to Park with a chuckle, offering her a mock salute with his martini glass before drinking.

"One of my best performers, yes. Making plenty of money for the house and for herself. We can start you behind the DJ booth, and maybe you'll be up there eventually." Antonio is somewhat relentless on that point, chuckling under his breath. "One thing about this place, you gotta have discretion. Any asshole wants to ask you too many questions or starts being inappropriate, you just direct him to me. Easy enough, right?"

When one has three minutes on stage to make money and entice someone into asking for a private dance, you have to throw off any shyness and go right for it.

Zoiya does that every time she's on stage, she lives for the attention and she loves to move, good combinations in this line of work. The beat with this song is even tempo and heavy, the outfit for it is pretty simple. Thigh high fishnets, cinched at the top with thick leather garters sporting heart-shaped buckles. A very loose black t-shirt that hangs off a shoulder, a black lacy g-string, and a pair of red-bottomed heels with black leather uppers and spikes running along the arch and heel.

She sings along with the song, her movements slow and hypnotic. She runs her hands along what skin is showing, pulling the shirt around to show flashes of her naval, her ass and her bare breasts. She swings her hair around as she struts, dances and moves around the stage.

One look and you're mine, keep your eyes on me..

The beat drops and she stands in front of the pole, hands above her head, legs together, swaying back and forth as her knees bend as the bass bumps, making her body bounce. She takes hold of the hem of the t-shirt, and teasingly pulls it over her inked skin, flashing her breasts at the crowd before she turns to lean into the pole, shaking her ass for all to see.

She pulls off the t-shirt, it's a club shirt, and tosses it out into the crowd. That starts a tussle as two men grab at the fabric at the same time, yanking it to try to claim it. Zoiya doesn't notice this, she's back in the dance, body moving along with the beat as the song starts to reach its conclusion.

"Don't worry, Mister Antonio, I love ass" Park assures him before her eyes narrow a little at her own words. Move on. Quickly. "Okay, anyone asking questions and being inappropriate, I will tell them to talk to you. Understood. Oh, did I tell you I am studying dentistry? So, if anyone needs dental care, I can help there too." DJ Dental in the House!

Park is then enraptured by Zoiya on stage. She is so good at this. And so pretty. A little sigh of envy from the Korean before she decides to just enjoy the show. "I have garter shorts" she points out to Antonio.

"Hahaha. We don't do much dental care. -If- you see a customer you really like, you can give them a DJ dance. Same for my waitresses and bartenders. You charge 'em extra, like fifty per song, for the pleasure." Antonio indicates the VIP room with his raised martini glass, and then drinks.

"Pretty damn good, right? And that's why we're gonna be the best club in a hundred miles. Best girls, best drinks, best music." Antonio's intonation is confident as he speaks, and that smile stays on his lips as he watches the customers tussle for the shirt. "It's like a stray baseball, y'know? Except better."

Zoiya makes her way back over to the bar, wearing another club shirt, just as big as the last.

She takes a seat and beams at the pair, counting money before she slips it back into her g-string. "Another cognac please." She taps the bar with her fingertips, nodding at the bartender.

"So do we have a new DJ then?" She glances from Antonio to Park, a smile on her face as her glass is delivered.

"A DJ Dance? Don't people come to see the dancers? And why would I charge someone I like to dance with them?" Park has some learning to do. "I thought you already were the best club in a hundred miles" she smiles sweetly. "Why don't you sell the dancer's t-shirts? I bet you could make a fortune selling their underwear."

Park greets Zoiya with an awestruck smile - hero worship developing. "You are sooo good. And, yes, I will help DJ! I look forward to meeting Lyric. She is still number one, of course. When do I start, Mister Antonio?"

"Nah, I don't need the creeps who wanna buy underwear. They gotta buy -lapdances- instead. You have a lot to learn, young lady." Antonio finishes his second martini with a chuckle to Park, pushing the glass forward and shooting a glance to Zoiya. "Our newest DJ, eh? How should we initiate her?" There's a laugh that punctuates his words.

"You should buy her a lap dance, boss." Zoiya looks impish as she suggests the initiation, glancing over towards Park as she continues to speak. "I think she should see first hand what we do in the dark when nobody is really looking." She gets an angelic look on her face, but anyone who has spent five minutes with the woman knows it's fallacy.

She picks up her drink and sips at it, giving a wide eyed look from her boss to the new DJ.

"You could sell the underwear by mail order" Park suggests innocently. "Then they wouldn't come here and you could expand your business. Initiation?" There's that wary look again - big eyes glancing between the two of them. "Dahlia offered me a free lapdance" she notes with a smile. "Everyone here seems so nice." Of course Zoiya looks angelic...she's an angel. No reason for Park to think otherwise.

Antonio, Park and Zoiya are at the bar. Park looks excited about something and has a half-drunken bottle of Bud Light - taking it slow. Antonio is downing martinis like they're free. And Zoiya has just finished another exceptional performance on the stage; cognac is her poison of choice.

"I think that's right, our newest DJ needs a lapdance. Two songs, right?" Antonio reveals a black leather wallet from his trousers and smacks two twenty-dollar bills onto the bar in front of Zoiya. Yeah, it's a relatively cheap club, but this is Gray Harbor. "I have a feeling she'll enjoy herself."

"I usually get more than this, but since you pay me, I guess I'll let you slide this time." Zoiya snaps the twenties from the bar and gazes over at Park. "Find a chair, settle in, and I'll be right over." Her drink is finally sat down in front of her and she picks it up, swirling it before she drinks it down, licking her lips as she sets the glass down on the bar. She prowls toward the darker corner, hips already swaying to the beat playing in the main area.

As the fates may have it, Lyric walks in about the time there's mention of the new DJ. She arrives with another like minded musician and they approach the bar. A seat is found and she smiles at the girls and Antonio as she slides into the found seat. "Replacing me already?" The smile shows her jest in the question but she does look at the new face with curiosity. "Hi, this is Ico, he's looking for something too."

"Looking for something?" Antonio shoots a grin to Lyric and casts his eyes to Ico, taking a sip of his newest martini. "Probably came to the right place. We have lots of good things to look at, and good experiences to have." The club owner's smirk widens as he speaks.

Ico does look around some as he is directed inside. Chuckling at the wording before looking to Antonio, offering a hand. "More in the way of work." He admits. "But you seem busy." Not wanting to intrude with such questions, unless the other man has the time. "It can wait. But if you have something, I'd be happy to help out." Giving a wave to all of them. "Nice to meet you all." Offered with a small smile. Probably not his usual scene, but holding his own.

"Just a seat here?" Park asks with a wave to the main club area. "Umm...okay?" But before she can find a chair that is not stained with...something...there is a Lyric and friend. "Oh! You must be Lyric! I am only helping you out when you are not here. Nothing more. I am sure you are totally awesome and...I think I know you." A tilt of her head as she studies the other DJ. "I think we were in the same class at high school. Hello, Ico. I am Mee. Or Park if you prefer. Zoiya is going to give me a lapdance."

Zoiya gestures to darker corners, but she shrugs when Park gestures to the main area. "If you sit there, I can give you a lap dance and shimmy on the table a little bit. It's really up to you babe." Meaning, I'm comfortable shaking my ass wherever.

She blows a kiss to Lyric when she arrives, a warm greeting for a fellow co-worker and moves to follow Park wherever she decides to settle herself. She flirts with a man who walks past, responding to his query with a laugh that could put a wild animal to shame. Loud and unbothered, what a combination.

"Looking for work, huh? Well, we're hiring. Just gotta let me know what you wanna do, my man. And hopefully you're not just looking to sleep with the entertainment, you know what I mean?" Antonio shoots a look to Ico and laughs -- somewhat obnoxiously -- before taking up his martini glass and drinking again. "This is the best place to work around here, so I don't blame ya. Just gotta make sure you catch an Uber home if you're drinking, since we're kinda middle of nowhere and all."

Ico smiles, and nods to Park. "A lot of people about from high school." He offers, suggesting he was there as well. "Nice to meet you Mee Park." Grinning a bit. The looking between her and Zoiya. "Sounds interesting." Letting Zoiya work for now though. Torning back towards Antonio and Lyric. "Well, I think I can do anything you need. Music, bar, greeting guests, waiting tables." He says and shrugs. Chuckling and shaking his head. "Well, I need some extra cash. Oh, I also have a business degree." He assures the man. Nodding about the drinking and such. "Ah, right. Well, I am sure such is easy enough to arrange." He suggests. For now standing and being on his best behavior.

"Oh yeah! I remember you." Lyric tells Park with a smile. "I'm glad to see you again and it'll be fun working together." Zoiya gets a grin and Lyric catches the kiss and slaps it onto her own cheek. Not so hard, but she puts it there. Turning back to the others at the bar, she bats her lashes playfully at Antonio as she leans on the bar. "Can I get something to drink? Anything that sounds good." The smile doesn't fade any as Ico tells of his skills. "Ice here went to school with Park and I."

Park offers a shy wave to everyone as she goes to find a seat. For her own sake, she will find one in darkness. She sits, stiff as a board, fingers gripping the side of the seat. "Do I have to sit on my hands?" she asks before deciding she should do just that. Humming quietly to herself as she waits; probably thinking up music for the dancers. And words that rhyme with ass.

"Well, I don't think we really care about degrees here, my man. Other than three hundred and sixty degrees of booty shaking." Antonio laughs loudly, looking to the bartender after shooting a wink to Lyric. "First drink is on the house for the DJ and her friend, y'know?" Antonio sips from his martini and looks to Ico then. "Alright, alright. You wanna start as the doorman? Greet guests, check their IDs, show them to a table or to the bar. Hell, they might even tip you. Are you a cop?" Antonio is not quite sober by now, and just comes out with the question.

The song playing is a slow one, and Zoiya just gazes down at Park, completely amused. "You don't have to sit on your hands, and you're allowed to touch, just don't get too handsy. I'll tell you if you go too far." She raises her eyebrows and points a finger at the younger girl. "I trust you won't misbehave." She catches the beat of the music and starts to sway back and forth in front of Park, not making bodily contact yet. She's dancing for her, pulling her t-shirt aside to show some skin, a wicked grin on her face. She can't hear the conversation going on at the bar, thankfully, because she would have laughed at Antonio asking Ico if he's a cop, those little things amuse her.

Ico chuckles and nods, "Fair point." Nodding at the work suggested by Antonio. "Sounds like something I could do." Shaking his head, "Nah, not a cop. Just a starving musician." Nodding in agreeance to Lyric's words. Glancing towards the bar, but not ordering anything for now. "Whenever you need me to come in, I'd be happy to." Smirking at Lyric then, "Still Ice then?" He jests about the nickname.

"I thought patrons weren't allowed to touch" Park mumbles in Zoiya's direction. Totally trying to have a calm and measured conversation with the gorgeous woman gyrating before her. A quick shake of her head. "I won't misbehave" she promises, words tumbling out of her mouth as her eyes go wide and her cheeks blush once more. There are other conversations in the room? She is rather bewitched by the dancing.

"You can start tomorrow night, y'know? Ten bucks per hour. Just look clean, nicely-dressed. You greet customers and show them where they can park their ass on a seat, right? And if you see anyone acting up, bring them to management's attention." Antonio smirks to Ico, casting a stray glance over toward the lapdance but affording them some degree of privacy by redirecting his eyes to Lyric. "You enjoy working here so far?"

"It's up to me, and what did I just say?" Zoiya asks, is still shaking her hips, swaying to the beat, as she leans down to tip a finger under Park's chin. "Follow my rules, no problems here, hmm?"

Ico nods to Antonio, "Sounds great. I'll be here." He assures him. "If I see anything I'll make sure that someone can handle it." Following the other's gaze, but only briefly before looking to Lyric and Antonio. "Thanks Lyric, seems things will work out." Then to Antonio, "Thank you." Offering a hand.

Zoiya and Park eventually return from the dark corner, a smug smile tilting the stripper's lips. She settles herself back on a bar stool and shifts a bit to get comfortable. "Did you just hire this nice man too? It's been an eventful day." She sticks a hand out toward Ico, her inked fingers splayed open. "Mae. Pleasure to meet you."

Park adopts a 'deer in the headlights' look as she nods eagerly to Zoiya's words. And then she gets to experience a life alterning moment in the safety of a loud strip club smelling of sweat and alcohol...and things she doesn't want to think about...while a number of men leer in their direction. By the end of it, Park is a trembling mess. A loud, nervous swallow before she gasps, "That was incredible." She tries to stand but her legs almost give out from under her, only able to keep her balance by grabbing the shoulders of some poor unsuspecting patron - which causes him to throw the contents of his glass into the air in surprise. 'Luckily', most of it splashes over Park, and she is soon stumbling after Zoiya and back to the bar. "Can I have a napkin, please?"

Antonio takes Ico's hand for a shake, smirking broadly and winking once to Zoiya. "Making sure you have plenty of coworkers, huh? Introducing our new doorman." The club boss takes another swig of his drink.

Ico offers a hand to Zoiya as she returns, "So it seems, I'm Ico. Nice to meet you, Mae." Trying to find a napkin to send towards Park. Letting Antonio explain what Ico's role will be.

Park offers a polite nod of thanks to Ico as he finds a napkin for her, and she starts patting at the beer over her clothes. "You are Mae?" she asks Zoiya with some surprise. "I am Mee. M and M" she giggles before looking apologetic at finding that funny. "I am going to help Lyric with the DJing" she informs Ico. It may have been mentioned before but she's still trying to get her mind back after it being blown away by the dance. "I also play music."

"I am Mae, yes. Only a few people call me Zoiya, and it's usually the ones that I don't like." Zoiya crosses her legs, and her drink is delivered, along with a note. The bartender points out a guy at the end of the bar and she chuckles lowly before she downs her drink. "Another customer calls, loves. I'll be back in a bit."

Ico nods to Park with a smile. "I am sure the two of you will be able to get a long at the DJ booth." He offers and smiles wider. "Ah, ocol. Same here. Any instrument?" He asks, glancing to Zoiya then. Grinning and nodding about what to call her. "Take care, Mae." Turning to those still in his company then. Bowing his head as Antonio has to run off. Focusing on Park for now then.

Park offers waves and smiles to all who leave before she is left with the new employee. She was hired about ten minutes before Ico so she is obviously the wise veteran. "I play bass guitar and keyboards" she states proudly. "I was going to be in a band but...they decided on someone else. But I love playing and creating music so I thought maybe DJing here could make up for it a bit. What do you play?" They do have to yell at each other a bit over the booming beats. Park, because she is polite, will also ensure that Ico's view of the stage is not blocked.

Ico smiles and nods, "I see. We might need someone to play bass. Though of course need to discuss it I suppose." Tilting his head. "Lyric mentioned that we all were in the same class. Think I recognize you, but don't think we spoke much to each other." He offers, letting a smile show then. "So I guess there will be time now, as coworkers." Shrugging about himself. "I sing, and play the drums. Though I like most things musical. Even dancing." Looking around before chuckling, "Admittedly, not done a lot of this kind of dancing though." He does perhaps glance around the place some, but doesn'r seem to stare at the stage much, focusing on those he talk to, with only brief glances.

"Really! You need a bass player? Oh my gosh! I'd love to audition for you" Park seems rather excited. "I don't blame you for not remembering me. I used to be always studying. Even now I still study" she giggles at herself. "I didn't really have a lot of friends then but I am meeting so many now. Drums are so cool. Drums and bass are the foundations of a song, you know? What kind of songs are you playing. Oh...you're in a band with Lyric? Cool." She glances over at the stage a moment before nodding. "I like dancing too but I can't dance like these girls. They are sooo good. Mae's lapdance made me all hot and...umm...I should probably shut up now."

Ico nods, "Similar here, and yes. We could use one." Nodding about being in the band with Lyric. "Indeed. And we will probably play all kind of things. Some rock perhaps." Chuckling about the dance earlier. "I tried not to stare." He teases. "But glad that you enjoyed the dance, I suppose."

"I don't think I had much choice in enjoying it" Park giggles with a blush that Ico could have been watching, "She is that good. You and Lyric were friends in high school? Are you dating? None of my business, you don't have to tell me. Sorry. I can play rock. Punk. Funk. Pop. Anything really."