Nar Shaddaa

Arsele had gotten the address on her data pad.
Security was tight, but not especially so; Not even high enough to find her hidden 411.

Still, it's not that she thought she'd need it. No, sitting here in a waiting room of sorts on a couch, she more thought she'd need a magazine.

Not too long and the Senator appeared.

"Oh, hello. Were you waiting for me? Or someone else?"

She is dressed in a lovely white dress with a feathered hat.

Well, that was Republic fashions for you; Definitely... cutting edge compared to Nar Shaddaa.

"For you, Senator Morindel."

Standing, the shortish blonde held out a hand, "Arsele Girard, entertainer at the Yellow Viper night club."

Adrianaa turns her head a little in question.

"The Viper? Did you catch me singing last night?"

The woman shakes her head, "Naw, I wasn't there last night; Was working elsewhere. But when I went in to check my schedule today, they said you were looking for other local... opportunities. Yes, no?"

Adrianaa grins.

"The life of a Senator, especially on Coruacant, oa highly...observed. I'd be remiss if I didn't experience all of what Nar Shaddaa offered."

She glances down at her outfit

"I had planned on something else. Should I change?"

"Why else do you think House Girard's oldest daughter would be here if not for the experiences? As to your outfit... I suppose that depends on what you're looking to do; I doubt Gizzro would recommend me though if it wasn't something a little on the wild side."

She trailed off a bit at the end, as if something had come to mind.

Her eyes sparkle and she clasps her hands together.

"Oh, give me the wildest you've got my dear."

Arsele laughs, a light melodious sound, "Fine fine... Though I believe I saw you on the Huttball arena floor the other night, and it doesn't get much wilder than that. Still... since you passed up dancing at the Viper, if you want wilder, that would probably be Bu Pukaa Chik Youngee."

She wondered if the diplomat knew Huttese.

"I see. Well then, lead the way. Though perhaps first you should come into the room and help me find a better get up."

She looks down at her pristine white dress

"This might be a bit too...much"

((Adrianaa doesn't know any language except Basic. When she has her communicator on, it has a universal translator in it but she isn't wearing it now))

Arsele looks it over again and nods, "Something a bit... skimpier and easier to move in probably. I suppose I could let you borrow what I brought if you want of course. Privacy would be good either way."

((OOC: Link could be considered OOC. Video Game skin shown))

Adrianaa looks at Arsele up and down.

"We might be similar in size. But I have an idea as well."

She opens the door to her room and motions for the woman to join her before disappearing into a closet. She returns wearing something...much less formal She spins a little to show it off.

"This more what you had in mind?"

Arsele's eyebrows go up. Both of em.

"That's an exotic little number there. And it does seem like it's a bathing suit either. Could definitely work, though it makes me wonder why you had that on hand."

Well well... seems the senator was hiding something quite impressive under her robes.

Adrianaa smiles widely

"Well, I had thought perhaps to see what some of the men in this city had to offer. There is a lot of tension I have had lately that needed some...working out."

"So, this place, what should I know about it?"

"A respectable reason," she says with a grin, "As to the establishment, it's a Hutt owned gentlemen's club; The girls have twenty minute routines followed by twenty minute breaks. Each routine is ten minutes of dancing, five minutes of slow stripping, and five minutes of nude dancing. Clients can rent the girls during or between their routines for special services like massages, private dances, conversation and drinks, or lap dances. No touching the prime goods or requesting sexual services though; It's all about a show."

Arsele had sat again, legs crossed and arms draped over the back of the couch.

Adrianaa nods.

"I see. Well, that sounds...enticing."

She stretches a little

"I don't think I've ever put on a dance show before. Nor have I actually watched one either. I am a fast learner though..."

Arsele tilts her head; Enticing... yes.

"Well... how much have you danced much or had any lessons as such? Even if it's not show dancing."

"I used to hit the clubs when I was younger. No formal lessons, but I could almost always take home a man if I wanted."

"God, that was almost 14 years ago. Feels like a lifetime."

She gave a slow nod in response, "Fair enough; Half of it is natural talent and instinct anyways. Still, they'll want to see a demonstration for the interview."

Arsele paused a moment before sitting forward a bit, "I suppose you could just wing it. Or I could help; Maybe demonstrate and let you ask questions, or let you try and give pointers. Or both. I mean, it's not like I didn't set aside time for this anyways."

"I am game for either one."

Adrianaa goes to the window and draws dowm the shades, settling the room in slight darkness.

"Which would you prefer?"

A short chuckle, "Watching would be less work, but less fun. Which is why I left it up to you."

"Well, we can take turns. Since your already sitting, maybe I should begin?"

She smiles and begins to dance to a silent tune, her hips swaying in a rhythmic pattern, the tiny red skirt swaying from side to side.

Arsele holds up a finger, takes out her datapad, and starts up her music app, a bass heavy jatz tune coming out of the speaker.

It doesn't take long and Adrianaa catches the beat and sways with it. Her routine to begin is all standing upright. After a few twirls, she gets closer to Arsele and spins one last time, her top coming off during the maneuver.

It wasn't bad so far certainly; Arsele was kind of sad she hadn't brought a pole with... but that would have been awkward to bring for something that might not have been necessary.