Friday
Who: Alex and Mag
Where: Vegas strip
What: Going clubbing
When: At 8 pm

Mag had made sure that she had given herself enough time to get supper done for the crew, since she had let most of her cooks off so they could enjoy what Vegas had to offer. They deserved it, putting up with her Nazi ways in the kitchen after all. Taking a nice long, hot shower, she made sure that her legs were smooth and her skin smelling softly of baby oil, thanks to Caress's new line of oil and cream.

Getting out and drying off she gelled her hair, gently drying it a little with a towel and letting the natural curl come through. Sweeping the top half of her hair back into a loose clip, she pulled a few bangs to frame her face. Next came the shadowy make-up, know Alex liked her for her and not because she was good with a brush on her face. Checking her teeth she then put on a light lipstick and gloss to make them shine.

Next and last came that dress. Eying it on her bed she sighed and slipped it on. Pulling down on the hem she blinked as it showed more boob. "Alright, boob or ass?" Canting her head she wondered if she should put on a pair of shorts. Then she rolled her eyes, "That's middle school stunts." Putting on her high heels and wrapping the straps around her ankles once before tying them she gave herself another once over. Satisfied she nodded, grabbing her money to give to Alex to carry.

Mag didn't have a place to put anything.

Starting out her room she turned and went back, adding silver bracelets to her wrists, and a necklace with a single tear drop shaped emerald. Nothing flashy, but it was elegant, and set off the few sparks of green in her eyes. Adding the matching ear rings she rolled her eyes at herself. Making her way to the galley she glanced at the clock in the room, ignoring the one wolf whistle she got from one of the late eaters. Knowing him by sight and what he usually ate, she couldn't ever remember his name, but he was a full vegetarian, never eating any meat.