Well earned

Within a couple of hours the lunch crowd has thinned out and the girls seem to have a good handle on things. You take a moment to breath, letting your brain catch up to reality. You watch the girls move across the restaurant, their cleavage bouncing with each step. Your eyes become clued to one girl as she struts past you. Her ass on near full display. It doesn't take long for {boss_name} and Emily to pull you aside.

You watch as they break down the tips. Emily passes a large stack over which he counts out quickly and silently before passing it along to you. "Here you go, princess. Your tips for today. I would usually pay you an hourly on top of that, but since you're training I'll need to hold off for now." Just as you're about to pocket the cash, his hand pulls several bills from the top. "Oh and obviously the house gets a cut too," he winks, "...it's only fair."

You quickly count the cash and stuff the money in your pocket. Even with the subtractions, you're still relatively happy with it. Mr. Schline dismisses Emily and puts a hand around your shoulders as he leads you to the exit. "You did well today, you just need to work on your crowd work a bit," he chuckles, "I'll see you tomorrow. Same time and outfit, alright?" Without giving you a moment to retort he turns and leaves you standing outside the restaurant.

You hurry back to the apartment, and quickly swing by the grocery store. You'll need to rush to get your chores done and dinner ready, but you're confident you can make it happen.