Pixie just gave a wink at the two men before she slinked off back stage. Once back there, she quickly stripped off her outfit, and put something else on to visit with the crowd. She was actually not gloomy know that those abs had showed up. Sure, he was attached to someone, but how many married and dating guys had come to see her upstairs? So long as they paid, she didn't give a damn. So long as they didn't bring drama into her shop, she was even better.
Fixing her curly hair a bit, Pixie put on blood red lipstick and headed out, pretending to just mosey around with patrons, but really she was headed to a particular table, a table that held two handsome men, weres by the look of them, and feel of them. Vampires tended to run cold, even after feeding, but they both had been very warm to the touch. She wondered if they would come to her first? Pixie flirted with a few patrons as she made her way around, wondering if she'd get to them before they decided to come to her?
She hadn't bothered to count her money yet, but none of the others backstage touched her stuff, so it was safe. Pixie was hoping to fish for more. She made eye contact with the abs, before greeting another patron and dancing with him a bit, swaying her hips against the other's pelvis but keeping her gaze looking between the two men from earlier. A little bait, and now for the hook... Pixie grinded her hips harder against the patron, a small moan, just loud enough for a the two supers to hear, escaped her lips, before she pulled away and sauntered off. Not too far, and in fact, indirectly in the direction of the weres. A woman who was desired by many, but seemingly unattainable was one thing certain men couldn't resist. Her moan just played on their more primal instincts.