Before the doors open.

The routine of work is easy to get back into, I get in an hour or so before the doors open and walk the room, prep the staff and catch up.

It's great to see all my coworkers in the security staff and we shoot the shit about the trip to Sydney and what has been going on with the Loft since I came back.

Not surprisingly none of Aaron and the other black t-shirt clad security guards are all that interested in the particulars of Piya's convention or about her research. I try to keep the details of how much money she's come into, and really they don't ask. They are fascinated by the idea of the restaurant that Candace sent Piya and I to, specifically Becky, the ultra-fit buzzed-headed naked waitress who joined me and Piya for a portion of the night.

"No fucking way!" Aaron blurts out over and over again trying to draw other guards and bar-backs into sharing his scepticism of my trip with a bit of bluster that comes from his meat-headed bravado not being checked within the pack of security guards. It's an unpleasant side effect of me being on vacation. "Pics or it didn't happen."

Annoyed, and in front of a crowd, I take a breath and pull up the picture of Piya, Becky and me. Becky with her impromptu dress made out of a tank top barely covering her naked form.

"How do you get so damn lucky?" Aaron asks as he pinches and zooms in on the screen of my phone. "I mean it! How do you ever get this much gash?"

"You could try to not refer to them as 'gash'," Holly interjects from behind the gathering crowd as she takes my phone out of Aaron's hand and looking at the picture, "we kind of like being treated like people."

"Wow! She's hot" Holly says to me as she hands my phone back to me. I notice her lipstick is a little smudged and her blonde hair is up in a sloppy bun but she is dressed very professionally from the neck down, a black blouse hugging her slight frame, tucked into a pair of blue slacks. "Jessica and I are ready for your rundown, by the way, if you want to join us in the office."

I follow Holly into the back office where she opens the door to see Jessica hopping up and down hiking a tight purple skirt up over her ass. "Shit! Get in! Get in!"

"Whoa!" Holly gasps before shoving me into the office and shutting the door behind us, "Jessica! Took your sweet time getting dressed huh?"

Jessica rolls her eyes as she buttons her skirt up and moves towards the desk, grabbing a clipboard and leafing through a couple of pages. "This should be a fairly quiet Friday night, hopefully."

"Hopefully?" I repeat back.

"A few things. First off, welcome back. We missed you." Jessica says with a warm smile. "More to the point, I just wanted to give you a heads up, Aaron has been a bit aggro lately and we're hoping to avoid any liability issues... You get it, right? With the new change in ownership coming up?"

"I've noticed--" I respond, "I'll make sure we don't break any jaws tonight."

"Yeah. Just a heads up." Jessica says before tossing her crimson red hair over her shoulder. "Secondly, I'm going to be working the bar with Dawn tonight. Holly is running the back of house."

Holly speaks up, "Dawn is... popular..."

"That's great."

"That's part of the reason for, Aaron," Jessica says, "she's drawing a lot of attention. I think it's part of--"

As if summoned, the office door swings open and Dawn comes charging in wearing a white uniform tank top two sizes too small with The Loft logo stretched across her full young perky breasts, her shirt hem dangling just above her belly button.

I mouth to both Holly and Jess asking them if this is the source of the attention. They both offer a single nod as Dawn excitedly tells them about how happy it is the shirt actually fits. "The customers are going to love it!"

The perky teen then turns her attention to me and begins a barrage of questions "Oh my god! I'm so glad you're working tonight! I haven't had a chance to catch up with you since Sydney! How was it? How was that workout video you did with Yui? I don't think that was a real workout video by the way. Do you like my shirt?" she again tugs at her shirt, pulling the already taught fabric across her breasts, both nipples outlined in her tiny top.

"Thank you, Dawn..." Jessica says sternly with a hint of affection, "why don't you go prep your station. Doors open in 20."

"Oh... Okay... Yes ma'am" Dawn says with a gleeful salute that causes her breasts to jiggle.

"Give her an hour and I bet you she "spills" five drinks on that top," Holly says as an aside to her fiancé.

Jess agrees before turning to me. "Alright, let's have a good night."