There's Got To Be More

[Darastrix]

Fletcher's grin turned the slightest bit sheepish as he rose, and he held up his hand with the index finger and thumb only a small distance apart. "Little bit. I like wearing feathers in my hair as decoration, so there's that as well." He didn't have any now, but he wasn't dressed for his job yet.

"Now, I have plenty I could ask you," he added as he headed for the door, "but you'd only have to repeat yourself when I take you to the lady of the house, so I'll spare you that. So if there's anything that comes to mind on the way that you can think to ask, fire away."

[Kender Bard]

Teneth slipped out of his seat and followed Fletcher. "Your choice. I don't mind repeating myself but if you feel you can wait, that's fine. Just don't hesitate to ask anything you think will help me out in my, um, new job of sorts." It was hard thinking of it as a job. Of course his tune would change when he got paid. Just thinking about it made Teneth grin brightly.

[Darastrix]

Well, if Teneth didn't have any questions in mind right away, he was happy to ask his own.  "Well, you've got a lady, so I know you're fine with women, but would you be willing to chat up the gents, too?  It's perfectly fine if you're not; they just need to who prefers what so they know who to send where."

[Kender Bard]

"Uh," was his eloquent response as he thought that through. "I could be friendly but it'd be... Just friendly. I don't think I could muster up more. I mean, we're talking aren't we? That's fine but if you want me to be a little flirty and such, er... Then I'm going to pass."

[Darastrix]

"That's fine," Fletcher assured, unbothered. Everyone had their preferences. "They'll just keep you in the section for our lady customers. What would your limits there be? Just flirting, or is a little nuzzling and the like all right?"

[Kender Bard]

As a mental image of being surrounded by women pawing at him for his affections flashed through his mind, Teneth couldn't help but grin widely.

Well. No need to get carried away. "I don't mind a little touching," Teneth replied. "Just nothing that would get my lady steamed at me, you know? Bit of fussing and whatnot's fine." He grinned widely. "Hey do the ladies like to play with our hair?"

[Darastrix]

"Depends on the lady," Fletcher replied, smiling despite the shiver that wormed its way up his spine until he shook it from his shoulders.  "If that's something you like and are willing to allow, I'm sure you'll find someone who will.  Me, I have to like them very much to let them.  Having someone mess with my hair gives me the worst chills; I almost can't stand it."

"And here we are."  Fletcher led the way up to a rather large building that was (naturally) in the Anarlinan style, but with touches of Firegem here and there, particularly Grandisle.  Colourful faceted glass studded the doorway, looking for all the world like the sort of cut gemstones the mainlanders wore, and a sign above the door read in a gold, scrolling script, "Glittering Gems."

"Technically, we are the gems, but it's up to us to make the customers feel like it's them instead."

[Kender Bard]

"I don't mind being touched for the most part," Teneth replied to Fletcher's first comment. He liked the attention more than the physical contact, but it didn't bother him either.

He admired the building, finding the fusion of the two cultures a bit odd but not unpleasant. "What's the first step?" he asked, pulling his gaze away from the windows.

[Darastrix]

"First step, come inside," Fletcher replied as he took out a key to unlock the door and let the two of them in. Inside was a tastefully-decorated entrance hall, with thick velvet curtains framing two doorways. Beyond those doors, one could see into large rooms set with tables and couches with high, curved backs that would give the illusion of privacy to the customers as they sat and enjoyed the company of their chosen companion for the evening.

"We'll need to meet the Lady of the house first off. She'll want to talk to you and give you a once-over. After that, we can get you something to wear and show you around the place and let you meet some of the others. Speaking of...." Fletcher waved to a tall, stately, dark-complected woman with considerable curves. She was dressed in full Grandisler style, complete with a long skirt slit up to her hip.

"You're marks early, Feather," she remarked as she walked over. "Planning a special look for the evening?"

"Not this time," he replied. "I have a new potential addition to our little family. This is Teneth. I actually ran into him thinking he was Tavius, and since Tavius is sick and Teneth's looking for work...."

"You figured he could try Tavius' spot," she surmised as she looked Teneth over. "Well then. Did Feather tell you what we do here?"

[Kender Bard]

"He did," Teneth agreed. "And it seems agreeable enough for me. He seems to think I can do an all right job too so I'm definitely willing to give it a go." He flashed the woman a charming grin, wondering if he was supposed to impress her somehow. "If the lovely lady will have me."