MBA Side Story: Spreading The Gift

For the next while, things in the club go about as usual. Mixing drinks for the usual already **** patrons, though Ren notices as she works that something's off... Ever since she talked to Ruby, it's like her energy has spiked. By now she'd usually be needing to take her break, or ask someone else to cover for her while she goes to the bathroom. But shit, she still feels like she just started her shift!

Running a hand over her clothes, she adjusts her vest for what must be the tenth time tonight, while blowing more hair from her face. "I think I need a haircut..." She mutters to herself, making sure her ponytail isn't falling apart

Debating whether she should actually take that break, or stay on, the decision is made for her as some familiar faces make their way up. A group of dancers currently on duty, All of them looking like they've been busy.

From the center of the group, the most approachable of the 3 starts with a friendly wave. "Hey Ren, could I get the usual?" Velvet asks.

Having been at the club the longest, Velvet has the most casual attitude out of all the girls here. Some of the others wonder how she's survived without becoming so jaded, particularly Angel...

Standing next to Velvet, Angel looks out into the crowd, as if not interested in even talking to the bartender so she can get a drink. She watches on, a look of suspicion creeping into her expression as she notices something off about some of the patrons.

On the other side of Velvet is the new hire, Nami. With her unique hair color and bottom heavy physique, she should be the perfect girl for this type of job, but her attitude still could use some tweaking. Grabbing her arm, she too looks away from Ren. This only being her 3rd night on the job, she's just been hovering around Velvet the whole time.

Why she'd want a job like this while being so shy is beyond Ren, but who is she to judge, especially when she was made for it~ The bartender eyes them for a bit longer than she normally would, suddenly more appreciative of their figures. She'd probably stare forever if she could, though she still has a job to do.

Snapping out of her daze, she gets to work, pouring the girls their usuals, while listening to their chatting.

"Did you see that new girl?" Velvet asks, looking back and forth at the others surrounding her.

"Pfft, yeah... she's such a fucking show off." Angel says, biting back as she scans the room for their newest employee in Hagakure. "I think she's already gone, just showed up and got the boss hooked on her and left."

Nami glances over to Angel, a bit nervous to speak up. "Why would she do that?"

"Probably testing the waters, seeing how easy it is to get in. I bet she's already shown up to every club in the area, someone like that, she definitely won't be turned down anywhere..."

Velvet elbows Angel, a small giggle escaping her lips. "What, you got the hots for her?"

Angel just shakes her head, a scowl on her face as she looks to Ren. "You got our drinks or what?"

With a small giggle of her own, Ren slides over 3 glasses to the trio, each made just as they like it. Without questioning it, they thank her and drink up. In one quick motion, Angel downs her shot, Velvet takes a sip from her cocktail, and Nami nurses her juice.

Ren happily takes their glasses one by one as they finish, throwing them aside to be cleaned later, as they prepare to get back to the floor. Though as the trio looks on at the crowd, a strange warmth begins to settle in their stomachs.

Unbeknownst to them all, when the previous shift had their fun with the UA girls, the mess they made ended up reaching much further than the floor. As normal, Ren had to clean up after others, but this time, the contamination seemed to remain, despite proper countermeasures...

Leaning over the counter, she waves goodbye, her gaze once again moving down to their figures as they disperse. Were they always this good looking? And Nami suddenly seems a bit more comfortable, there wasn't any **** in her drink right?