Today, 01:38 AM
Grace noticed him come in - a man who looked like he was used to getting what he wanted. Rich for sure and she didn't need to see his well tailored suit and silver chain to realize it. It exuded from him. Of course, that's what Kaizen was for. A welcome mat to the rich and famous of the CCD. Grace had seen her share of them. She liked being around them. There was maybe some envy there too, but she kept it bottled. She'd earn her place, and even if she didn't become wealthy, well, this place gave her access to all of it anyways and she loved her job.
He was seated and had the look of someone waiting patiently for service (for now). She knew from experience that he would likely appreciate quick service as opposed to having to wait. Grace waited until the man was settled. She moved smoothly, her motions graceful. Her red dress hugged her curves. She approached the table, giving him a chance to notice her - a moment to examine her.
"Good evening, sir. Welcome to Kaizen," Grace said with a smile and a bow. Her dress was low cut and she did nothing to hide it. He was allowed to look. Hell, he was allowed to touch as long as he paid for it. She remained bowed for a moment. "My name is Grace and I'm a hostess here." She rose from her bow, and wondered if he knew what hostess meant in the language of the companion clubs. "We will get a server over here to take your order."
Grace signaled to a server. Serving wasn't her job, but by talking to the gentleman she could claim commission on the sale. That meant more money in her pocket. "If I may recommend the Hakushu 12 year single malt scotch. A smokey scotch with hints of green crisp apple, pine, and herbal mint layered over a smokey flavor. It's great neat, but also mixes well if a highball is more your thing. Of course I can make other recommendations should you desire." she paused and moved closer as the server arrived. "And may I have the honor of your name?"
He was seated and had the look of someone waiting patiently for service (for now). She knew from experience that he would likely appreciate quick service as opposed to having to wait. Grace waited until the man was settled. She moved smoothly, her motions graceful. Her red dress hugged her curves. She approached the table, giving him a chance to notice her - a moment to examine her.
"Good evening, sir. Welcome to Kaizen," Grace said with a smile and a bow. Her dress was low cut and she did nothing to hide it. He was allowed to look. Hell, he was allowed to touch as long as he paid for it. She remained bowed for a moment. "My name is Grace and I'm a hostess here." She rose from her bow, and wondered if he knew what hostess meant in the language of the companion clubs. "We will get a server over here to take your order."
Grace signaled to a server. Serving wasn't her job, but by talking to the gentleman she could claim commission on the sale. That meant more money in her pocket. "If I may recommend the Hakushu 12 year single malt scotch. A smokey scotch with hints of green crisp apple, pine, and herbal mint layered over a smokey flavor. It's great neat, but also mixes well if a highball is more your thing. Of course I can make other recommendations should you desire." she paused and moved closer as the server arrived. "And may I have the honor of your name?"