Seeing that Ruby looked about ready to have a stroke due to what her older sister said, Miltia decided to offer a bit of mercy.
Kind of.
"You know Melanie, if we make them return naked every day, they'll just get used to it." Her sister turned to face her with a raised brow. "How about we set up a little game with them?" Her brow remained raised.
Miltia turned to the Huntress sisters and began her pitch, "So, obviously, you two don't want to be losing an entire outfit every day, so how about this? In exchange for half your earnings for the day, we'll promise to look after SOME of your clothing and we get to do what we want with the rest. You give us your clothes, my sister and I each roll some dice to determine how many and which pieces of your clothing you get back, and after your job, we give them back to you. We won't even count each sock and shoe separate."
Neither girl was terribly keen on the idea.
"How in the hell are we supposed to trust you to give our clothes back when you've already admitted that you want to make us streak home?"
Miltia giggled, "Well, Bimbo, right now it's your only option, unless you're willing to go out into the city as you are and try to find a good hiding place before opening time in half an hour."
Yang looked to be about to say something else when Ruby spoke up. "I'll take it!" Ruby turned to her sister. "Yang, we can figure out something else tomorrow, but for today, we really don't have a choice."
Seeing the near panic in her little sister's face, Yang relented with a glare at Miltia. "Fine, but if you don't pull through, I'm kicking both your asses, regardless of how much more debt I go into."
Hearing their agreement, Melanie still wasn't completely on-board, but the 20000£ as well as the fact that she'd get to humiliate the girls for longer smoothed over her irritation as she turned to go inform Junior that Ruby amd Yang would be giving half their earnings to the twins tonight.
After that was sorted, Miltia got Ruby's clothes while Melanie got Yang's as Ruby was briefed on her duties by a leering henchman.
"Alright toots, here's how it goes. You go to the table, you take their order, you bring it back and take the order back to them when it's done. If anybody starts gettin' fresh wit ya, call out fer one a' us and we'll remind the bastahd ta be a propah gentleman. If a customer offers ya a drink, yer allowed to accept it," He ignored Ruby saying that she couldn't drink yet, "but if'n ye's end up plastered, da Boss is probly gonna dock ya the night's pay. Capishe?" Ruby nodded.
"Great, then get out there and make a spectacle of yerself, streakah gal." The man started to make a motion to give her a quick swat on the ass before he caught himself and just sternly pointed at the door to the main room while Ruby kept stammering about not being a streaker.
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