Golden Years (Drinks, Open Invite)

[Cristiana]

Cristiana landed on the air strip above Lascivious Legacy with ease. The helicopter settled down, blades slowing to a stop as she pulled off the head set. A brief encounter in her apartment, fluffing her hair and refreshing her makeup. The violet orbs settled over the glowing text on the screen of her cellphone. It didn't take long before she grabbed the tran from LL into the busier part of the city into The Metronome Club. The bouncer at the door looked a bit stunned that she was walking in since she was suppose to be on vacation. An extended vacation. However, tides and times brought her here for the moment. It was a split second before he held the door open for the woman, the same woman who greeted him with nothing more than a nod. A curt nod at best.

She walked into the club, causing the workers who seen her to pause for a moment before breaking out in smiles. But this noise going on in the background. It was causing her ears to bleed. She walked over to the stage and just glared at the DJ on the stage. Her arms crossed over her ample chest, eyes piercing him mixed into the crowd of faces. Bodies swaying and dancing, then there was her. Perfectly still and eyes locking on the person playing this wretched noise. She knew the moment she was seen. The music stopped playing what could only be called 'current' music and drifted into a soft jazz music. She nodded and walked away.

At the bar, she grabbed the apron and tied it around her waist. "Excuse me! Excuse me everyone... May I have your attention. For the next 10 minutes, and only 10 minutes, all drinks are free!" She smiled and helped the bartenders with the rush of orders coming in.

A voice broke out from the crowd. "And who the hell are you to change the music and give out free drinks?" She just smiled and moved along to the next client ordering a drink.

One of the bartenders stopped long enough to whisper, "Dude, she owns the club. The big boss."

As soon as the ten minutes were up she wiped her hands off, took off the apron and headed into her office. "If anyone needs me, the door will be open until I have to leave again." She motioned her head to Becky who ran in the club panting breaths and holding up a finger, trying to gain enough breath to say something to not only her Boss but mentor. "I'll be in my office Becky!"