The night had only just begun at ten at night. No gigs no last minute bar tending and the best part was she had money in her pocket..well she would if the short tight dress she was wearing had any pockets. She was definitely going to to get confused for a hooker tonight. She knocked on Wanda's door loudly. The two had maybe one drink together before but what the hell the other option was that surrly chick up stairs and she had already downed three airplane bottles of gin and took half a xanax she was feeling happy. She didn't need to comedown.
"Vanda!" She said in a paid Russian accent. " We make it the party times jes!"