At the women's toilets

Not wanting to recruit in the open at the risk of getting too much attention, we went to the toilets, hoping that there wouldn't have been many people there. Fortunately for us, it seemed like we had just the kind of luck that we needed, as there was only one other lady with us. She was a young brown skinned woman, whose brown hair was styled into thin bangs over her forehead and picked up at the back in a bun, and she was wearing a short sleeved yellow dress with polka dots that went down to her knees. She was in the middle of washing her hands as we found her.

I nodded to Regina, and greeted her. "Hey, do you have a moment?"

She was surprised to hear a stranger talk to her. "No, sorry, I really don't". She tried to excuse herself as she turned off the water

"Are you sure about that?" I insisted. I wished for her to give us a chance.

She sighed. "Fine. Who are you and what do you want?"

I simply offered her the bracelet. "Just tell me, do you like this pretty little thing?"

She glanced at it and, once her hands were fully dry, she took it to examine it a little closer. "Yeah, I do. Are you selling it?"

Regina gave me a couple of rings to show her. "You could say that we're selling them. But we're not doing it for money. We're interested in something else"

She glanced at the walls surrounding us. Trying to find someone else to take her place, perhaps? "You know what this all sounds like, right?"

"Before you finish that thought, please, try them on." I didn't gave her a chance to decline the offer. "Look in the mirror and tell me that they don't look good on you"

She turned around and it was clear that she hated the fact that she liked what she saw in her reflection. "I really shouldn't do something like that for jewelry."

"If it's about vanity, then let me tell you one thing. My girlfriend is still holding onto five figures worth of stuff in her pockets. We want to give all of that you in exchange for you to do something really easy. Just watch a movie with us, and let us touch all we want." I finally made her the offer that mattered.

She started rubbing her arms, unsure of what to do. Regina took the opportunity to egg her on. "You're old enough to know the value of money, aren't you?"

"I'm 19." She seemed irritated at the perceived implication that she was a child.

"That's not what I asked. I asked if you're old enough to know the value of money." Regina insisted. "A lot of people don't make five figures in a year. You can make it a couple of hours. What's the problem?"

"I just don't know if I should do this." She confessed.

"Is this a virginity thing?" I prodded her.

"No, I just- To do something like this with other women..." She left the sentence incomplete. I assumed that she was going to mention how it was wrong, and that she, tragically, was straight.

"Wouldn't that make it easier? It's not like you're doing it for anything other than the money, in that case." I pointed out. I felt like she was about to make her decision.