All She Wants To Do Is Dance (Kallisti)

[Nox]

Mandy got the distinct impression that he wasn't their normal clientele. She looked back at Nox and Bruno again and gave both of them a smile as she sat down next to the Mafia's next big ticket item. She should have realized that the moment she'd seen the woman. She might not have joined them had she been paying attention. And he seemed to be full of himself too another trait she hated in a man. But this was her job and she could sling sex for even the ugliest of men. Good thing this one wasn't that, though one could never tell from the outside what the inside looked like.

Candy sat down next to the man and twirled a finger in her hair. Nox always burst out laughing when she tried to pull the trick on him. It was more nervous habit than a ploy when out in the real world. Now it was all about the dumb blonde. And Candy was all part of who she was in that moment. "I abhor violence. Why can't we all just get along? The only good thing that comes out of violence is the look of a man, the cut of his body and the way he moves. But that can also be born of nicer things like dancing."

The dancer on stage was mid shift and one of the boys was taking up his carnal act of taming the shrew. She was quite literally a shrew -- or at least the cat in the shrew costume was playing the part. It was a riff off of the boy who lived with a transmogrified woman as her cat/shrew friend a classic student teacher porno ripping off young adult literature. Sven was busy begging Ms. Shrew to turn back into a woman. He danced across the stage and when his back was turned she'd morf back into herself. The crowd would laugh, and he'd turn around and she was a cat. The illusion was curtsey of one of the channelers in the house. Nox didn't look to be particularly paying attention and Candy didn't think it was Juls she was busy with another dangerous looking fellow. Was one of the others not that Candy could tell.

Candy giggled when his dour comment about her profession crossed his lips. "I'm in the entertainment business. Conning poor saps out of their paychecks for the illusion they could ever have me." She said with a bubbly voice still twirling her long blonde hair around a finger and smacked her gum for added punctuation. "It's not as righteous a living as tearing men apart mind you. But it pays the bills." She gave him a sweet smile as she pulled a term Nox used on women. "Tell me, Duckling, are you a Taurus? Big strong man like you has got to be a Taurus."