Nabiki smiled wryly as she made her decision.
Looks pretty clear cut, Nabiki mused. The stripper job pays better, and there's not a whole lot of chances that I'll be advancing anywhere working as a foreigner's secretary. They'd probably fuck up and think I was Chinese anyway.
With that in mind, she picked up the phone and dialed the number for the number for the club, a place by the name of Pink Palace.
It took several rings before someone answered. "This is Pink Palace," a strangely sweet woman's voice chimed through the line. "How may I help you?"
"Hi there," Nabiki replied, calm and collected as she grabbed a pencil and started twirling it between the fingers of her free hand idly. "I'm calling about the stripper job."
"Dancer," the woman corrected her.
"Of course." Nabiki rolled her eyes at the woman's need to use that ridiculous euphemism. "Anyway, what're the requirements?"
"Well, it's just like the ad said, Miss..."
"Tendo. Nabiki Tendo."
"Ah, Miss Tendo. Stamina and a happy personality are very important. After all, the customers do like happy dancers."
That got Nabiki to chuckle. "Oh, I'm very happy. Provided the air conditioning's not too cold, anyway."
The woman on the other side giggled at that joke. "Oh don't worry, we make sure the club is comfortable for our dancers and our patrons."
"Glad to hear it," Nabiki replied. "So, when do you want me to come by? I'd be happy to meet the club manager whenever."
"Tonight would be good," the girl replied almost immediately. "Oh, and don't worry, I'm the manager, so there won't be any problems. How will I recognize you?"
Nabiki gave the woman a brief description of herself, then the two talked about directions and what Nabiki should wear.
With all the plesantries completed, Nabiki thanked the woman for her time. "I look forward to working with you," she said calmly.
"Likewise," came the woman's cheery reply. "Have a good day."
Nabiki gave a quick farewell and hung up the phone, then promptly sighed and laid back on her bed.
"Well, the old man will likely complain for a while, but it matters little. It's not like I'm not old enough already." A smile crept onto Nabiki's lips, the way it always does when she realizes she's landed easy money. They'll be eating out of my hand, Nabiki thought, already chuckling in triumph.
It was at that moment that someone decided to knock on the door, the rapping noise making Nabiki flinch.
"Come in," she said.
The door opened to reveal...
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