"A whore yeah, but I've never seen you before, I reckon you can't afford me, and in disrespecting one of us, you disrespect all of us." Mustang moved away from Lot and Hagar, gesturing to the other woman to lower the bottle.
She moved over to Mouse, easing a slow arm around his neck. "You wanna know why I wear steel stilletos, Mouse?" She pressed her body tight to his, smiling and nibbling his earlobe, before raising her knee and connecting it with his balls.
She watched him tumble from the chair and rested a steeled shoe between his legs. "To stand on the balls of no marks like you, now piss off until you can afford me."