Vicky gave a mental clearing of throat, as the girl relinquished hold of towel to don attire, once again. It was inevitable that she would catch a glimpse of the unintended and, while the brunette was no leering pervert, just about any human being of the female pursuasion would have found it at least pleasant.
"No, no, it's..." No that the initial moment of potential embarrassment had worn off, Victoria felt a lot more comfortable in her own emotional skin. Hand came to rub the back of her long, dark hair and she smiled a friendly smile. "It's for my business. You're not intruding, at all - believe me! I've actually been putting this off for longer than I should have."
Then again, now that she turned out to have company, an idea flickered its way into the woman's mind and she adopted a frown of concentration.
"You, uh, wouldn't mind helping, would you?" She asked, quite serious. "I know how this probably sounds, but it's a..." Giving the description of it still seemed weird, even for Vicky and she dipped head a little. "It's basically a nightclub with a vampire theme. Hence, the, uh... Well, as you can see!" She added, gesturing to her own choice of pool-side clothing. Victoria tended to go in for what she termed 'viciously erotic' aesthetics; feminine, but with a hint of sharpness to them, emphasising a seductively predatory look. This one was no different - unique, but not something one would exactly wear for walking down the street. "I was thinking the light reflecting over me, from off the water, might give an interesting look for the advertising, but... Bleargh! Maybe I'm over-thinking it?"