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Chapter 3 by RainyPasta RainyPasta

How does he greet her?

Throw her out.

“Hi, how can I help you?” Lisa greeted the woman warmly.

“Yeah I’d like a membership please. Platinum, or whatever the most expensive one is.” The woman trailed off, staring at her phone and hardly paying attention.

“Oh…” Lisa was taken aback by her forwardness, “well our most expensive membership is priced at twenty-five dollars a week and includes…” She said before being cut off.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. That’s fine.” The woman said fishing out sliver credit card from her wallet.

“Oh” Again startled by her forwardness Lisa began, “Before you pay I will need you to sign a couple of things and enter some details.”

The woman was irrationally impatient and groaned, “Look, can we make this quick? I have a very tight schedule.”

“I’m sorry… I’m going as quick as I can…” Lisa was flustered.

The woman rolled her eyes. “Well, hurry up please.”

Chris intervened, “Excuse me is there a problem here?”

“Your girl here is slow as shit, that’s my problem.” The woman said exasperated.

"Excuse me?" Chris said firmly, completely taken aback by her rudeness.

"You heard me!" She said not backing down.

Chris thought for a moment and then said bluntly, "Get out."

"What?" She said, completely shocked.

"That's right, get out. Please leave."

The woman was utterly bewildered. She stood confused for a moment and then turned and stormed out in a huff.

“What a bitch.” Chris said to Lisa.

“Yeah… We could've used her business though." Lisa said reasonably.

"Eh" Chris shrugged, "That's not the kind of culture I want here."

Lisa nodded in agreement then asked "You know who that was right?”

“No?” He said confused.

“That’s Layla Summers.”

Chris stared back at her, having absolutely no idea who she was.

Lisa understood his confused look, “She’s an Insta model. She has like a million followers.”

“Really?”

“Yeah check it out.” She said pulling up her feed on her phone.

Chris browsed through his new patrons social media feed. Most of her posts had her arse front and centre and had a small sponsored product in the corner of the screen.

“Wow! What a business woman!” Chris laughed.

Lisa laughed too and playfully slapped him on the arm, snatching her phone back off him.

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