Who: Boom Boom, Pixie, and Rogue What: Dancin' for that dough and meeting straaaangers When: Tuesday night around nine. Where: Camelot to start. Warnings: Nudity, possible drug use? Complete
She was thankful for the quick clean-up, even more thankful for the fact that her boss decided her help warranted payment, little as it was. It was with an surprising eagerness that she returned to work that Tuesday night, a skip in her step that had the boss-man eying her with suspicion that she considered uncalled for. Why shouldn't she be excited to dance again? Money, she needed money, damn it. Tabitha didn't bother explaining herself but did shoot him an expression that could of only meant, 'bite me,' which has him chuckling darkly.
Thirty minutes later a crackling PA system announced her for the night as well as some other girl, someone so new that Boom Boom didn't even remember her name, and the music was turned up just the smallest notch for their entrance. The beats were slow enough that any which way she moved to match it seemed enticing for the small crowd. Hell, with these low-lifes she could probably just pop a squat, spread her legs and let them stare and they'd be happy. But the more she danced like a good stripper the more bills that were stuffed in her g-string.
An hour later and good deal better off monetarily, Boom Boom decided a break was called for and let another new girl take her place as she exited stage left. A pair of shorts that barely covered her ass were tugged on and she put her black, bikini top back on before heading out to sit at the bar for a spell.