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[stauncherhearted]

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[stauncherhearted]

Nancy takes a moment to process before he backtracks. "How does- oh. Both, sometimes. I'll approach someone and make small talk, make an offer. Or they'll chat me up and I'll tell them the price." She shrugs, it's not very glamorous.

"Other times I've got proper appointments. One Thursday night, for example." That was with a wealthy vampire. They paid better, in the long run. Had more money. Random Johns didn't care, they just wanted to get laid.

"It all depends, I guess." She flags the bartender down for another gin. She casts a long glance at Faolan and sighs heavily. "What do yo want?" to drink. apparently she is buying a round.

[reticence]

Faolan, who is halfway to raising his glass to his mouth for another sip as he processes that she gives him, pauses in response to her question. And then chokes slightly, swallowing the wrong way before he's even taken another sip of his drink.

Coughing pathetically for a moment, he moves to take a sip of his drink to try and help himself remember how to breathe, before he glances back at her and raises an eyebrow. "I... I beg your pardon?" he asks. Because he doesn't want to jump to any awkward conclusions any more than he already has.

[stauncherhearted]

Nancy looks at him like he's grown a second head.

"To... drink...?" She states, looking at him blankly. "I'm offering to buy a round." She gestures at the bar. His near-spit-take didn't pass by unnoticed and she's going to make him feel bad.

Offer's on the table, though, if that's what he wanted.