To work.

Groaning slightly while looking at the clock, she dreads the fact that she has work again today. Gently pushing Kat's legs off her, she stands up and heads for her room. Kat gives her a questioning look, but only for a moment before switching her attention back to the TV. Eliza barges into her room, not finding her uniform in it's usual spot. She scans the room, finding pieces of her uniform strewn about the room. That's right. That did happen last night, didn't it? Eliza reminds herself, remembering Kat's little bondage session. Memories come flooding back. The feeling of Kat's lips on her own, the teasing, the vibrator, the penetration. Lost in her own mind, Eliza is almost drooling as she snaps back to reality. She almost let herself get taken in by her fantasy. Though as a result her lower lips were also drooling, her clit engorged and pulsating uncomfortably. Knowing she as to ignore the urge, she directs her attention back to her uniform.

Picking the uniform up, she gives it an investigative sniff. Not being washed from the day before, it exuded the odor of sweat and sex. Reeling back from the day old odor, she figures she'll just have to work with it. Heading to the bathroom, she finds a bottle of perfume, but stops. Duh. She thinks to herself, looking at the uniform. Concentrating on the stench, she waves her hand similar to when she cleaned the classroom. Bringing the cloth back to her nose, she smiles as her gesture works, the stench being completely gone. I guess being a demon does have it perks.

Putting on the now clean uniform, she adds a spray of the perfume for good measure before walking out into the sitting room. Kat glances over in Eliza's direction, looks her up and down, then returns to the TV. Eliza notices a small smirk on Kat's face, no doubt also remembering last night. Eliza rolls her eyes, grabbing her purse and heading towards the door.

"I might show up at your work tonight, if that's okay?" Kat comments, not diverting her attention away from whatever show she's watching.

"That's fine." Eliza remarks calmly. "It's not like I could stop you anyway." Another smirk forms on Kat's face, amused by her words. She flicks her hand, gesturing farewell to Eliza. Returning the gesture, Eliza closes the door behind her and heads off to work.

Unlike last time, Eliza makes it to the bus in a timely manner. Stepping onto the bus, she's met with the stares of a few men on the bus. Eliza thinks to glare at the gawkers, but decides against it. She can't necessarily blame them, her demon aura being the real culprit of the situation. Besides, she can't remember the last time she was ogled by men so conspicuously. It was kind of invigorating, knowing that she was being lusted over. Though thankfully, unlike in the subway, nothing happens before she gets off at her stop.

The first part of her shift was rather uneventful, besides the increased gawking from customers. She's learned to ignore their stares, concentrating on her work. Cleaning a table from a past patron, Eliza then hears a familiar voice. Her eyes shooting up, she finds that Kat lived up to her promise, talking to the hostess. Glancing her way, Kat motions an over exaggerated wave at her. Eliza returns a small, uneasy wave back. Knowing Kat, she has some ulterior motive to her actions. As if on cue, her suspicion is answered as a guy walks next to her, draping his arm across her shoulders. Poor guy, has no idea what he got himself into.

Holding her breath, Eliza silently hopes that she won't have to serve them, not wanting the awkwardness. Though, just seemingly to spite her, hostess walks the two to a booth, on the edge of her section. Taking a deep breath, she heads over to the table. "Hello, my name's Eliza." She introduces herself, handing out a couple of menus. "I'll be your server for tonight. Can I start you off with some drinks?" Eliza recites her well rehearsed spiel.

"Oh come on Eliza, you don't have to be so formal with me. We are roommates after all, don't you think I deserve to be treated a little better then a some random customer."

"Roommate?" The guy questions, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh Kyle, I know I told you about her." Kat chimes, slapping him playfully on the shoulder. She then begins to whisper, although she makes sure she's loud enough for Eliza to hear. "That's why we're heading to your place, remember." It takes all of Eliza's will to not roll her eyes at Kat's remark. Kat giggles under her breath before turning her attention towards Eliza.

"I'll have..."She pauses, looking over the menu. "a martini, very WET." Kat emphasizes. "Oh, and shaken, not stirred. Hehe, I always wanted to say that." Eliza feels like she wants to puke as she listens to Kat put on this dumb blonde persona. _Whatever it takes to get inside the guys pants I guess. _Kyle simply orders a water, indicating that he is probably paying for the meal. Sly devil.

Eliza fake smiles at the pair, taking their drink orders and walking to the barista. She drops off the order and heads to get the water. All the while she hears Kat's obnoxious blonde girl persona, her words piercing through the rambling of the crowd. Trying not to grate her teeth together, she helps another one of her tables before returning with the drinks. Looking over at the table, she wasn't prepared for what happened next, though it was a very Kat thing to do.