Harley wasn't quite like Bailey. Her hair was blonder and her make up was a little more pronounced. Her lips turned into a smile a little easier and there was just something about her that just screamed volatile. She didn't think this guy would notice though, particularly if he was expecting Bailey. Maybe she could still have a little fun.
"A friend, hmm? He's never mentioned you before," Harley replied, letting her hand brush along the line of his shoulders as she walked around him. Attractive for the most part and he was certainly well built. His right hand stayed in his pocket and the clothes he'd put on the table were very odd.
"Oh, I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you stayed here. The place is big enough," she offered, though it was mostly for selfish reasons. If she could get dirt on the Russian, she'd make things even harder on Bailey to get more days across the door.