Chilling with Cassandra

You find yourself in a loft above the warehouse the walls are lined with padded bench. You, Liza and Cassandra in one group while Renna and Keith are sitting down a ways.

Cassandra had approached you in the bar and invited you to hang out with her. Now you were passing a long black wooden pipe containing mostly opium, a couple other herbs and essences she blended in but Cassandra assured you mostly opium. The **** had not affected you but the pipe was definitely effecting you and Liza as you cuddled together.

After the pipe had gone around a couple times you asked Cassandra how long she'd been part of the company?

"For centuries now since the Dark ages of man." Came the reply.

You thought the answer hyperbole and not really an answer at all.

You try again. "What's your main function with the company?"

"I'd say nutritionist." She replied.

Cassandra gestures to Keith who is necking Renna, one hand under her leather halter top, feeling her up. "He's a fine specimen if you want I can bind him to your daughter, tomorrow at work."

"What does that mean?" You ask.

"Like if anything happens to her it happens to him. An insurance plan if you will."

"Sounds fine by me." You answer.

"This one would be a fine model for Evil Glam teen line." She says indicating Liza half asleep in your arms. "Evil Glam always needs a new innocent face. Why not set up an appointment for her on the tenth floor Sales and Marketing, Charles Camber? Let her experience the salon and spa. Get her picture taken"

Cassandra kisses you and makes an exit. Stopping momentarily to look your little group over, from the doorway.

You fall into a doze for twenty minutes.

When you come to, you gather your group. Renna and Keith exchange phone numbers. Make your way to the vehicle. Renna drives you home on account of not smoking with you.