one last time {c}

She didn't get that many woman in the club. Just the wives dragged out by their husbands, or the unlucky woman who were friends with men. But when she saw the clearly uncomfortable blonde standing at the mouth of her club, Phoenix was intrigued. Normally, people who were like that ended up wanting to work there. the shy ones always gave the best shows. She smirked slightly. She could think of maybe two other reasons. One, she was some pissed off girlfriend, and two, she'd wandered into the wrong part of town. She was still thinking of possible explanations when the woman was suddenly in front of her.

Phoenix blinked slowly, finishing with the drink she had been making for a customer, cashing him out, then turning towards the woman. "Welcome to Ambrose, names the same as the club. Most just call me Ami, though. How can I help you?" She asked with a smile. It didn't take long to distract her, though, as the floater returned, dropping the tips into jar, then handing her the list of drinks. Nix went to work quickly, giving her the tray before she turned back to the blonde, eyes looking her up and down. Phoenix was dressed in her usual attire. A pair of black shorts and one of her many corsets. Her uncle always seemed to come back with more. Not in the perverted way, but simply because he spoiled with niece to pieces.

She pushed that thought aside, returning her attention to the blonde. "You aren't some girlfriend who's out for revenge, right? 'Cause i'll kick you out of my club right now" The teen commented, narrowing her eyes down.
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Ah. Phoenix knew that look. The one that envied the dancers on stage. A smirked crossed her features. The purplette leaned over the counter, standing on her tip toes so she was closer to the woman. "Don't be shy. We're having auditions tonight, after-hours" She said with a wink. It wasn't every day, but one of the strippers had gotten pregnant, which while wasn't good on business, was also excellent to see how their family was growing. Already, Phoenix was dubbed the godmother, which was fine with her. She loved having babies around.

"First, what's your name? So my brain quits calling you, "Chick in the hat"" Phoenix asked with a chuckle, cocking a hip out as she leaned her hand against it. One of the men at the bar moved to pinch her on the side, but without looking, the dark-haired girl smacked his hand away, turning to narrow her eyes at him. "Excuse me, I'm not a drink, or one of the girls. i'm the owner, so I suggest you stop" She said, voice sharp like a knife.

And just like that, she was turning back to the blonde, a smile on her face.

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Phoenix could see the nerves rolling off the woman, but she just smiled. It wasn't hard to see how much the woman was conflicted on if she could get up and dance. "Sure you could. It's easily, really. I don't dance up there because no one knows my bar like I do" She said with a chuckle. Phoenix, having grown up in the club, was someone that had seen all the girls come through. Some had been so shy she thought they'd never make it on the stage, but give them the lack of clothing, and their like another person. And then there's the outgoing girls that choke when they get on stage. Phoenix had seen every girl between them as well, and knew when a new dancer was making an appearance.

"I'm sure you could. It's really easy, sure better than dancing in the shower, you get paid for this" Nix said as she grabbed a glass from the hangers behind her, then poured a shot for the woman, sliding the glass across the the counter towards her. "First one's on the house, but that's also to loosen you up a bit. You look too tense, hon" The teen explained. She was wise beyond her years, and sadly, it made her seem older than her eighteen years. She let out a breath, moving to attend another customer, watching the blonde out of the corner of her eye.



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Phoenix smirked slightly at the woman, hearing her comment. Of course she had another job. Most of the girls had other jobs. They all went by stage names, and sometimes wore masks if they so chose. But most people that worked the stage didn't care if their co-workers knew. Except the teachers. She had a few teachers in the back, getting ready for the late-night set, they were the woman that normally wore the masks. Finishing up with her customer, the purplette moved back to the blue-eyed woman, hip cocking to the side and hand laying on her hip.

Nix laughed as she watched the facial expression after the woman took her shot. "And that's not even the strong stuff" She said with a laugh. While she normally didm't drink at all, she did know her alcohol, and which had the stronger affects. Phoenix leaned against the bar, looking her up and down. "We have a closed-house practice every other night, and tonight's one of those nights if you want to stick around till the end of the night?" She questioned. She was rather eager to see some new skin on stage. She loved all her girls, some new skin was always good.

"By the way, what can I call you? Instead of chick with the blue eyes, or something like that?" The short teen said with a laugh. It always amused her how relaxed she could be compared to woman years older than her, especially in a bar scene.

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