Esmik and Ibera

The two haughty hotties strut down the boardwalk, flaunting everything they've got.

They're keenly aware that everyone is looking at them (but are mistaken on the reason why) and are reveling in the attention.

"They all want a piece of this!" Ibera confidently tells her companion as she runs her hand over her the diamond tiara on her head.

"But they can't have it!" Esmik smugly responds.

The two continue their stroll, as if they were models on a catwalk during a fashion show until a sign on one of the buildings strikes their vision. It's written with Elvish characters (which neither of them reads), just like all the high-end boutiques back home, so it must be high-class, just like them.

"Oooh, this must be it!" Ibera says with an excited grin.

Esmik looks down her nose at the rundown storefront. "Well, I guess this is the best we can expect in a Podunk backwater like this," she sighs in disappointment.

"Come on Ezzie! It'll be fun to slum it and see how the little people do it," Ibera says as she wraps her arm around her friend's shoulder.

"Well..." Esmik says as Ibera's infectious enthusiasm spreads to her. "Okay!"

The two giddily giggle and enter the building who's sign simply says 'Cleaners.'