She has an opportunity....

"Good."
The two women enjoyed their lunch, while Lindsay flirted with Jake at every opportunity. It got to the point where Beth started to wonder if Jake had any other tables to attend to, but it turned out that he was finished for the day after them, having opened the restaurant that morning.
While they toyed with the idea of dessert, and Beth began to think about her upcoming shift at the club, Lindsay suddenly fixed her with a level look and that trademarked mischievous smile.
"So... now that I've got you here."
"I don't like the sound of this."
"You remember Nick Dyer, that car salesmen who used to monopolize me in the VIP room?"
"Sure." Beth definitely remembered the 35 year old business man whom she thought might actually be in love with Lindsay for how much he got private dances from her. She was almost certain they had fucked in the VIP more than once. Lindsay had no reservations about such behavior, if the price was right.
"Well, his brother's getting married, and their bachelor party is tomorrow night, and guess who wants a stripper for the party?"
"Bachelor party gig, huh?" Beth pursed her lips. It was a lucrative job: you could charge more and the tips were usually good, especially for bachelor parties. "Sounds good, you should have a great time."
"We, my dear. We. They want two strippers, and I want you with me."
"I'm dancing at the club tomorrow night, Lindsay." Beth was {if Formation = 5
} disappointed. It sounded lucrative... and fun. {else
} secretly relieved. Bachelor parties might be lucrative, but it was something Brian wouldn't like. {endif
}
Lindsay's smile deepened. "Naw, girl. You're dancing with me!"
"Saturday's my money night, Lindsay."
"It's going to be $400 a piece for two hours plus tips." Whoa. Beth had made that much on a Saturday night before, but not in two hours.
"Who's watching our back?"
"I'm giving Steve 75$ to be on standby." Steve was one of the bouncers from Taboo. "So what do you say?"