Making them Pay!

Twenty minutes ago....

Lian found herself on the second floor of Hrímþurs Bar, approaching a woman leaning against the balcony.

With long, flowing black hair and an air of quiet authority, she was smoking contemplatively. This was Linda, the owner of the bar.

"Linda, I've given your room to a client for tonight. You can use mine," Lian said, joining her at the balcony.

Linda took a drag from her cigarette, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon. "Someone wealthy, I presume? Haha, looks like you're in for a profitable night. How about a drink to celebrate?" Her voice held a mix of amusement and business-like detachment.

"Drinks on me, then," Lian agreed with a nod. "And I've asked Aisha to accompany him."

Linda's eyes narrowed slightly. "Aisha? The first-year girl looking to make some extra cash?"

"That's the one," Lian confirmed.