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After two days in the office, far too much coffee, and far too little food, Miho is even more tense than usual. She walks beside Becky. Hopefully, there's somewhere with decent food around here.

Becky lights a cigarette, and hands one to Miho.

"So. What d'you think they have t'do in this town, anyway? There's barely anyone here. What the hell was Gail thinkin' sending us here?" she mutters exasperatedly.

Miho overheard Gail telling Dwight that the school here was kind of unusual, so maybe they wouldn't have problems. She hopes by unusual, she didn't mean 'fucking airheaded', which is her impression so far of the town's occupants.

She just shrugs at Becky.

"Jesus, the only people I've seen here so far have been that blondie who told me I look like some other chick named Laurie or somethin'," Becky continues to ramble, "and those people at the Apple. Who I guess either forgot their brains, or just forgot us. Whatever," she says, rolling her eyes and exhaling a plume of smoke.

"But seriously, look at this. It's nine o'clock, and no one's out. What the hell kind of town is this?"

Miho shrugs again, then points to a menu board. Food.

"Oh, food. Beautiful food," Becky breathes, a tad dramatically. "D'you want me to go get us somethin'? I've got," she goes through her pocket, "like ten bucks. Should be okay."

Miho pulls out a twenty. Gail gave her money before they left.

"God bless Gail," Becky mutters, choosing to be unaware of her own blasphemy. She goes into Deb's (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/131341.html?thread=3973389#t3973389) and retrieves food for them.

She plops down on the curb and gratefully picks up her dessert, remembering what the woman had said about it melting.

Miho follows Becky's lead, licking ice cream off her fingers every now and then. Mmm, food.

She vaguely wonders if someone's showed up at the office by now, then decides that if they have, they can wait for a change.

"It'd be our luck if those people were actually there now, huh?" Becky says with a small, girlish giggle. It's hard to tell if the laugh is an echo of a more innocent life, or simply part of the persona she's created for herself.

She glances around the street. "Interestin' businesses, even if the people are kinda quiet."

Miho grins at the thought, then nods, glancing from the tattoo parlor to the used bookstore. Definitely not a normal town, even by the standards of an Old Town girl.

Becky notices a flashing sign across the street. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/132428.html?thread=3973708#t3973708)

"Hey, Miho...what d'ya think of that? We could work there part-time - I know you don't dance, and neither do I really, but we could wait tables or somethin' - and still take customers at the Apple. Until that school lets us in, I mean."

Miho raises one eyebrow at the sign, wondering if there's anybody home there.

Maybe they need a bouncer.

Becky eyes Miho's visible weaponry, knowing where her friend's mind was going. "I'm sure they could use some extra security," she says, grinning. "Wanna go see?"

Miho nods. It's a good thing Becky understands her so well.

Becky leads the way (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/132428.html?thread=3987532#t3987532) over to the Bada Bing.

*the neon at the Bada Bing flashes. The Bada Bing is always open and has many out of town customers ~~to shill~~ willing donate to a young dancer.*

*You can almost make out a sign saying "Wanted to Hire: Dancers"*

Becky squints over at the sign.

"Dancin', huh?" she mutters to herself. She hadn't been much of a dancer - she'd tried it, of course, but she'd found that men watched just as aptly if you did other things, as long as you were dressed interestingly. Or not at all.

She considers it, all the same.

*on closer inpection the sign advertises for wait staff, bartenders, dancers and kitchen help*

Becky walks over to the Bada Bing, and hesitantly nudges the door open, looking in.

"Hi? We're, uh, lookin' for work?"

Miho peers over Becky's shoulder.

*a somewhat gruff older gentleman looks up from his seat at the bar.*

Are you then? What sort of work do you do? Can you take an order without spilling it in a customers lap? Or are you wanting to dance? We need kitchen help too, what's your speciality? And no hanky panky, we got a clean place here, like to keep it that way. *winks*

*he sounds happier than you might expect*

Come on in and sit yourselves down and we can talk about what you think you can do here.

*he smiles and pulls out a coupld chairs at a table*

Becky takes a seat hesitantly.

"Well...I can dance. I mean, I have before. But if y'need waitressin', I can do that too. I guess I'd like to work somewhere where I can be seen."

She gestures to Miho. "This is Miho. She don't talk much. She's good with a sword - best I've ever seen. She wants to know if you need a bouncer or somethin'."

*looks over the girl*

*calls over a great big guy*

*there is a whispered conference*

Beaux says he thinks she'll do.

As for you, well, you can dance or wait tables, or take a turn behind the bar if you like. We try to be pretty flexible here.

I'm Tony, by the way. I own this place. We run a clean joint. No drugs, no selling flesh. At least not out here. What you negotiate for yourself in the back rooms is all you. Tips you make on the floor are yours, we take a cut but we also pay you an hourly wage, so you get paid no matter what. If you want to dance on your off schedule hours, that money is all yours, the house cut is less if you work on your own time. But dancers get hourly for scheduled shifts. That is up to you if you want to do that.

*he names a generous hourly rate for bouncing and bartending/waitressing.*

You also get one free meal per shift, or you can take your chances making something for yourself in the kitchen, and you can do that anytime. You take your chances with that though. I'm not responsible for what may happen to you there, the way the coffee comes out, it has to be a hazard zone, that's all I'm sayin'.

So whaddya think? You wanna sign on at the B2?

Becky considers this.

"We'll be stayin' at the Apple, uh, Tony, and workin' there as well. Our schedules might need t'allow for that. Other'n that, though, I don't see a problem."

She glances at Miho. "Sound good t'you?"

Miho nods, wondering by now if they really will be staying at the Apple.

If that works for both of you, it's fine by me.

((ooc: pretty much set your own hours, you can be 'on shift' anytime you like doing whatever you like. B2 is theoretically always open. SpiderJerusalem and Red from the tattoo place have 'special' passes to the back rooms where they and their guests can do whatever they dream up. Create NPCs as you need to. Beaux is the big silent bouncer. Katrina is the foreman of the dancers. I will get descriptions of them up in the profile for you to use here in a while, later tonight. Go for it, have fun. Tony is trying to run a decent place, but ya know, he is mob incarnate... go wild. He doesn't always have to be around, and usually only shows up once a week ingame, so ya know, have at the fun while he is gone attending his other business. *snerk*))

She nods. "I'm Becky, by the way," she says, extending a hand and going into full-on girly mode. She smiles, looking straight up at Tony with those bright blue eyes. "Rebekah Vartan, specific'ly, but no one needs to know that I even have a last name, right?"

[ooc: Works for me - and we're not even sure we're going to be working at the Apple after all. The muns over there have been kind of slow getting back to us. Oh - and I don't know how/if this will affect things for the B2, but you might know that Becky has a look-alike up at the school, (http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=rory__gilmore) which might be weird for some of the clientele - specifically Spider, since Rory's one of his students.]

Good deal, then, and no, first names good enough for me. I have a place upstairs, and down the hall are the girls rooms, and the guys share a place. If you need a place to stay, the girls have room. We took over the whole building, we can set you up if you need it. Rent's cheap for employees.

*shakes the girls hand*

*thinks better of offering his hand to the silent one*

You ladies make yourselves at home here.

*smiles that shark smile again*

You let me know if someone gives you a rough time. It won't happen more than once.

((*snerk* Yeah, I got that info, makes me laugh, doubles doubles everywhere. ha. :) ))

Becky smiles in return. "With all respect, sir, we're used to taking care of ourselves. There won't be any problems," she says, her stuttering baby voice replaced with a cold, calm one.

Miho's katana snicks an inch out of the sheath in illustration.

After the interview is over, and Becky has ensured that they can stay there for the night (going back to the Apple seems pointless) she turns to Miho.

"I'm thinkin' 'bout explorin' the rest of the town. I saw a bar down the street, and there's a spaceship or somethin' that I wanna look at. You in, or do you wanna stay here?"

[ooc: Basically, I'm bored, so I'm throwing Becky either into Spike's, or having her go bother Han. Miho is welcome to come either way. :)]

Miho nods and stands.

(ooc: Am also bored, and Zero's fate is sealed. Lead on, Macduff. Or...wait. Yeah.)

Becky pauses.

"So. Thirsty, or interested in the spaceman?" she asks, cocking her head slightly. "I don't care either way, but," she drops her voice slightly, "ain't it weird how all these people are all...colored? I thought just my eyes were strange."

[ooc: Poor Zero and Co. Though it was fun to watch.]

Miho finally speaks, a single word. "Bar." Then she glances around the club, at all the people with their strange...coloring, and nods.

(ooc: Well, she had to talk some time, unless I made her mute.)

Becky's brows shoot up. She'd barely ever heard Miho speak, and it was usually only under the most dire circumstances.

She says nothing of it, and simply walks with Miho to Spike's (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/133072.html?thread=4042192#t4042192).

I like that. Good night then, take care and let me know if you need anything. Or tell Katrina you need a place to bed down and she will get you taken car of upstairs.

Miho studies the man, her face perfectly blank. Yes, this could work out.

*eyes her*

*thinks whe is atough cookie.*

*likes that*

Miho bares her teeth at the man. It might be a smile.

*he grins, same idea is conveyed, sending the impression that he could be happy or it could be the last thing you see before going in the drink*

*Tony thinks, oh yeah, this girl will keep the customers in line. Beaux will be so pleased.*

Miho approves. This could be a mutually beneficial relationship.

((ooc: OMG the plotbunnies! If CJ walked in to visit Tony and saw "Rory" dancing she would FLIP!!!))

[ooc: Hee!! I know!! I can't wait for all the fallout with the Becky/Rory stuff, because I'm pretty sure it's the most contrasting story of "OMG THEY LOOK LIKE ME!" that we have.]

((ooc: I know...this will make for good play. I watched Sin City and could NOT deal with sweet little Rory's whoriness. ::love::))

[ooc: Everytime I watch Sin City, I can't help but still think of Becky as Rory. "Oh, look, there goes Rory, pretending to have bad grammar and acting like she solicits sex for money. Oh, look, she's calling Lorelai so she won't worry about her."]

((I know! I thought about Lorelai on the other end too. And at the end, when she hung up...so crushed))