Beckoned him closer and whispered her plight to his ear.

(Chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)

"Could you, uh, come a little closer?" Minako asked. "It's a little... embarrassing to explain."

The employee seemed unmoved, but nonetheless leaned in closer to Minako, allowing the girl to lean in and whisper to him.

"Okay, so, the thing is that I'm, uh... kinda bottomless." Minako whispered, watching the employee's eyes widen as she spoke. "It's not like I'm bottomless on purpose! It's, well, it's a long story, but I lost my skirt and panties on the way here. I can't leave this booth because, well, I don't want to flash my privates to everyone in this club, you know? So please, you just can't kick me out! I promise I won't cause any trouble, and I'm not here to buy ****. I mean, I don't even have any money to buy it!"

There was a moment of quiet, the only thing either Minako or the employee hearing being the thumping music of the club. Most likely, the employee was processing the whole story he had just heard. Minako knew it sounded outlandish, but she had to hope that he believed her.

"So... you're trying to tell me that you're here, wearing nothing but that shirt of yours." the employee said, an eyebrow raised. "Not only that, but you didn't strip down willingly. Then, you somehow snuck into the club, again with nothing below your waist, and took a seat here. And now you just want to be left alone?"

"I know, it really sounds crazy, but-" Minako began, only to be cut off by the employee.

"Miss, save it. Here's the deal, you're going to-"