Public Discomfort

[Kyle Underly]

"It can if you do it right," Kyle replied. "There's this certain inflection that people get in their voices when they lie, a quaver. Some people can figure out around it, but not many," the point being that Kyle actually figured Selina was one of those. Why yes, his respect for the girl was growing more and more with each passing moment. HE could appreciate the whole tiger shark, take what you want approach to things.

"Would you rather have sweetheart? Honey?" Kyle replied, smirking slightly as he did. Were monikers really necessary? No, but he couldn't help but throw out a bit more teasing. He had paid her for a performance after all, which in his opinion meant that he had at least some control over what actually happened. So it was a balancing act there, and thankfully he was quite skilled at that sort of thing.

"I have, actually," Kyle said, looking. "A lot of the guys I worked with had thought it was hilarious to drag me to clubs like this to see my reaction and all. The whole, sheltered Disney thing and all. Never really saw the appeal, though the dancing's sometimes not too bad," Kyle shrugged and then looked over at Selina. "Think going arm in arm is too much? I'm leaning more toward just walking in together, obviously a couple but not really the mushy sort. Doesn't really fit our MO."

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina nodded taking it in. It was partially for future reference regarding his power, but also useful knowledge in general for people who were exceptionally talented at reading tone and body language. Selina never failed to remember something she thought could be useful. She had been living in survival mode for such a long time that her old habits hadn't yet died. She didn't mind though, some of those habits were still incredibly useful.

    Selina gave him a wry glance at the endearments, but thought about it for a brief moment. If she had to go with anything... "How about, Supreme Overlord?" she asked with a sly glance. She could definitely work with that. The title had a certain ring to it... She couldn't keep a straight face for too long though, and the mischievous smile that tugged at her lips defied her attempts to remain serious.

    Selina smiled at that, as a similar thought had crossed her mind, regardless of the fact that she hadn't known he was Disney bred. "I always loved watching the women pole dance in the strip clubs I went to when I was younger," she admitted with a half-smile. They were so damn talented, and she'd always envied their grace and the fluidity of their movements. Her mother had taught her some of the moves she'd seen, but Selina knew she wasn't going to match up to the women she'd watched anytime soon.

    She then nodded as he asked about the gesture being too much, "I can get as physical as you want once we're inside, but most people don't do the whole arm in arm thing anymore. Or at least not that I'm aware of."

[Kyle Underly]

"Seems a little long to be a pet name," Kyle replied quickly enough, smiling as he did. Again he couldn't help but admire her sheer gall. If she had any amount of talent she could combine the two together and be quite the unstoppable force. She also looked a lot better when she smiled, but in Kyle's experience, most people did.

They were getting closer to the club, and apparently Selina was sharing a bit about her past and so forth. Kyle found himself actually a little intrigued, and genuinely surprised. Most of the time he couldn't care less about other people's pasts or histories or motivations, at least, not beyond what he could utilize to his advantage. This actually seemed a little intriguing, especially with the admiration.

"You've the body for it," Kyle commented nonchalantly, "and the confidence, which is most of what it takes," Kyle nodded again as he went on, laughing a little. "It's actually done a lot when you want to sort of stake ownership in public. You would be surprised how many couples show up practically arm in arm with each other. But you've got a point, and, like I said, neither of us really seems affectionate in that manner anyway."

It was go stand in line for a bit now, and then slide into the club proper. Kyle was already producing ID and a few cards, knowing he'd need to get them into the door and likely start paying for some sort of drink immediately.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina nodded, “Perhaps you’re right... Goddess is shorter,” she offered with a wry smile. She was just playing and didn’t honestly care too much what he called her at this point, but something other than the patronizingly cloying names he’d come up with so far would be nice in her opinion.



    Selina raised a brow at that, but nodded, “It’s in my genes I suppose,” she offered with a half-smile. Her mother definitely had the body for it, and the training and the experience. Selina had never been involved in any kind of dancing except for what she had done down in Santiago during festivals with her mother or what she did at the club. Confidence was a key part of it, but she also knew she could never match her mother’s skill. Though, hustling for lapdances was where the majority of the money came from, so perhaps Kyle was right. Either way, she didn’t have to worry about it. She already had a job for income and she was satisfied with that.



    Selina had to laugh as he talked about people making a claim. “I suppose that’s the reason I don’t see or experience that. No one owns me,” she replied, her eyes lit with mirth. No one ever would either. She’d make damn well sure of it. Selina then got out her ID as well and followed Kyle into the the club.

[Kyle Underly]

Kyle had to chuckle yet again. Yeah, Selina definitely had confidence to spare, and he could dig it. Weird that he wasn't feeling any sort of attraction or chemistry though. Hot girl with a tongue like that; he ought to be all over it. Maybe it was just that he knew the whole thing was because he'd forked over some money. That made at least some sense, he guessed.

"Definitely got some good genes," Kyle had to reply, smirking. Yep, definitely had that, and then some. And, again, that confidence, ready to laugh off his comments and everything along those lines, just casually dismissing it. "Well, I guess you could call this more of a rental," he replied, before shaking his head. "Besides, that's not exactly what I meant, and I'm pretty sure you know that. Let's just say that you're going to end up on my arm at some point and leave it at that.'

They got to the door, Kyle produced his ID and got a frown but got waved in all the same. Wouldn't be too much longer before they were in, and once they were in, Kyle was looking around, nearly gaping at the whole setup. Someone had definitely put in some time and energy, he'd given them that. Plus, the dancers had some nice costumes and at least one looked like she could actually dance.

"Better than I was expecting,' Kyle admitted, looking around some more. "Should probably be looking for somewhere with a good location: want to make sure we're noticed and all. There, like, a guy in charge here we should be checking in with?" and now it was Kyle's turn to look at Selina. After all, she was the one who picked the place, so surely she at least had some idea of how the whole thing worked.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina smirked at his comment, "My mother would be appreciative to hear it I'm sure," she teased. Selina then chuckled at the idea of him referring to her as a "rental" and shook her head, "Hey, I don't mind. You're paying me after all," she replied easily. "If you want me on your arm, it's fine with me," she added with a shrug. She was in a slightly better mood than when she'd started this whole affair, and she wouldn't even charge him extra for it... yet.

     Selina held up her ID as well and was slightly amused at Kyle's reaction to the place, "Might want to pick your jaw up off the floor, don't want someone to get a bad picture do you?" she whispered so only he could hear, her tone playful in nature. 

    Selina only nodded as he told her what type of place they wanted, surprised at used she already was to his attempts at garnering attention. At his question she shrugged, "Julian Sinclair was the man in charge last I was here, but things could easily have changed since then. I haven't been here since my interview, remember?" she reminded him. She wasn't trying to be confrontational or anything, merely stating a fact.

    "Is there a particular reason you'd want to meet with the manager?" she asked in curiosity. She understood his desire to stick out, but she wasn't sure how... or did he mean a host/hostess type of thing? Selina just shrugged and pointed out a lovely center table that would still give them a good view of the dancers.

[Kyle Underly]

At least Selina was willing to roll with their whole quasi-escort situation thing. Kyle had to nod along with that, glad that he at least had managed to pick someone who could see the situation for what it was. No need to get wrapped up in petty little details that would hold them back and everything. Though Kyle wasn't quite sure he really appreciated the whispered thing.

"My jaw's just fine," He replied, smirking, "the concern's a nice touch," he did keep looking around, nodding a few more times. Selina admitted to who she thought was in charge, or at least had been when she'd tried out. That last bit surprised Kyle, if only slightly.

"You'd be good at this sort of thing," he said, nodding. "I think I might've said it, but I mean really specifically this," he gestured around them. "Not, like, stripping. This has a sort of... bossy feeling about it," Kyle nodded again before rolling his eyes slightly. "Because we're supposed to be noticed, remember? And nothing says memorable like getting to talk to the owner or manager or whatever. I suppose I also could insist that you should've gotten a job."

Kyle shrugged at that, but followed toward the center table, practically swaggering. He did manage to step forward slightly, holding it out for Selina to sit down before sliding into the one across from her.

[Selina Taylor]

    "I do try," she replied with a laugh when he spoke of her 'concern'. Selina was then about to thank him for his compliment when he continued on talking about stripping. She felt her walls immediately go up, wondering exactly what it was he meant. "Why not like stripping?" she asked, keeping her tone playful and light, "You don't think I'm bossy enough?" she teased.  

    "Ah right, of course. Well, I'm sorry to say I can't offer you any more than what I've already told you," she added with a shrug. Really, she didn't likely know any more about this place than he did in most regards. "And I didn't come back or follow up on the interview because I had too much else going on to be honest. I like to have some time to myself after all," she said. Sure most of that time was spent fucking other people or drinking her life away, but it was still time that she valued... sort of.

    Selina sat down in her seat after she let him do his chivalry thing. She knew which battles to pick and this wasn't one she was interested in winning. Besides, he was the one paying. She glanced up at the stage, her eyes taking in the scantily clad men and women with something like genuine happiness and excitement, almost forgetting the man she'd come here with for a brief moment. She'd been wanting to come here for a long time, and now she'd finally gotten to. It reminded her of her childhood a bit as well, though Burlesque was far different in nature from her mother's strip clubs. 

[Kyle Underly]

"Actually I think you're perfectly bossy," Kyle replied immediately, coming just short of sounding catty as he did so. "Hence why you'd be better at this. But I get the feeling that anything where you can strut your stuff would work to your advantage." He did know that was, again, a bit more catty than was strictly necessary. But Selina had more or less been asking for it with her teasing and all. Plus, Kyle wasn't big on stroking other people's egos, even if they were someone like Selina, who most definitely deserved it.

Even if she did slip a bit when she couldn't cough up more information. Kyle had to smile at her mention of having other things. He gave her a look that had just a bit of doubt to it, but decided to leave that one lay. He needed to be at least somewhat polite after all. So instead he looked around the club, taking note of the impressive decor and the sort of mixed clientele. He could get behind the music to some degree, even if he generally went for a more pop-rock sound himself. It worked for this place, just like the outfits and the strutting.

"So," he looked back to Selina, "should we be ordering drinks or something?" He looked again, trying to figure if people noticed them or not. The whole point was to get attention and all. Should he perhaps suggest they get up and actually dance? Could she dance? He looked over at her, considering, remembering her earlier mentioning of trying out. That probably meant she could...

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina smiled wryly at his response, "Thanks. I'll take your word for it," she offered with a half bow. Wow, he was feeling a bit ornery tonight, wasn't he? Not that she minded. "So many compliments tonight, are you always this charming or am I special?" she asked with a smirk. For some reason, she almost felt like she might be. She felt like most people probably only got the bullshit and didn't get to see his bitchier side.

    Selina just shrugged when his expression held doubt. He could think what he liked, she wasn't here to impress anyone. Besides, she wasn't really one to lie about that type of thing, but for one so concerned with how others perceived him, she could understand where he got his suspicions. 

    Selina shrugged, "Sure, sounds good to me," she replied simply before she sat back and watched a woman strip down to pasties and a thong while dancing to music that even Selina could end up liking. She cheered for the woman, loudly and with a broad smile as she pulled off a rather impressive dance move. Most of the clientele joined in with her, as being vocal in these places was highly encouraged. It was one of the few things she knew. Drawing attention was the last thing on her mind right now, as she temporarily forgot about Kyle's original purpose for bringing her here. 

[Kyle Underly]

The wry smile didn't go unnoticed, and Kyle returned it with one of his own. He had no problems exchanging swipes with someone who actually had enough spin to their swing and all. Her question got a decidedly smug smile: "Well, we are on a date, and I can be charming," he gave her another wink to that, before again looking around.

She agreed with his plan for ordering drinks, which had Kyle looking around. He did notice that there was someone dancing on the stage. He looked at her for a few moments, noticing the form and so forth. She at least had some practice with dancing. "Huh, I thought they were more into the whole... Moulin Rouge thing here. Nice garter though," he shrugged and then looked around, "is there a menu around here? I'm betting we can't get anything but virgin drinks, but I'm definitely craving something with a bit of bite to it."

Kyle eventually saw the bar, frowning and looking to it. "Well, I guess I should go get us something," he slid off and looked to her. "Oh, here comes that awkward age question I suppose. You old enough to get a drink? Because otherwise you get to enjoy a nice virgin," he purposefully paused and gave her a coy smile before adding: "cocktail," and a nice wink.

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[Selina Taylor]

    Selina just laughed softly, "But of course," she teased. As she got caught up in the show, admiring the woman openly, as Selina had always held a deep appreciation for the beauty of the feminine form. "It is isn't it?" she replied to his noticing the woman's garter. "And the Moulin Rouge... you like that movie?" she asked in mild interest.

    A man then came out on stage and danced with the woman, eventually stripping down to nothing more than what looked to be a speedo. As he mentioned the bar, Selina studied him in mild surprise, "You're too young for alcohol, right?" she asked, double checking because Wikipedia had a tendency to be wrong every once in a while.

    Selina had to chuckle at his offering her a virgin. "I'm nineteen so I suppose that'll have to do. Let's just hope their virgins are worth it," she offered with a suggestive smile. "They're certainly not my first choice either," she admitted with a grin.