Certainly

Angelica Blaze snapped her fingers. Within moments, a topless waitress appeared with a sealed green bottle of mineral water. Lois Lane glanced at the label—Fertile Valley Spring Water, it boldly proclaimed, a picture of green and pleasant vale between big rounded mountains reminiscent of the Grand Tetons—but the reporter was so thirsty that she quickly broke the seal, twisted the cap, and downed half the bottle in a gulp.

A drink had rarely tasted so good. It washed the taste right out of Lois Lane's mouth, the cold, refreshing child sinking straight down to her stomach. She knew that drinking too much too fast would make her sick, but Lois released the bottle from her lips reluctantly, taking in a satisfying gasp of air. She needed that.

Blaze rose and offered her hand. "Shall we go talk to some of the ladies?"

Lois took her hand and rose, still clutching the bottle and sipping from it intermittently. As long as she stayed hydrated, she could deal with the strange heat of this place.

The dickgirl guided Lois through a staff door. Lois had seen the backs of restaurants and bars, and recognized the cramped workspace: the heavy chrome slab of industrial refrigerators, sinks, racks and shelves stacked with booze and supplies. Most of the drinks were mixed at the bar itself, but back here was a pair of bartenders dealing with simpler orders for beer or wine, surrounded by a humming flow of waitresses and barbacks.

All of them were topless. It surprised Lois how easily she had gotten used to that. Just seeing breasts of all shape and sizes out in the open. It made Lois feel a little self-conscious about still having her shirt on...and she could feel her bra itch, as if it was suddenly too tight. She was sweating and it was agitating her boobs. Only Angelica was bottomless, her long flaccid dick hanging between her thighs. None of them seemed to pay that any attention either.

The reporter sipped her water, finding she had finished it. Blaze nodded her head, and one of the waitresses took the empty bottle and gave her a full one. Lois quickly checked it: still sealed, same label. She cracked open the bottle and sipped again.

"So, who would you like to talk to?" Angelica said. "I'm sure any of the ladies would be happy to take a moment's break to answer your questions."