In clothes that were less suited for the office work that she had been doing at The Forge, and a little more in keeping with workout attire, Anya stepped from her office to survey the lower levels of the club. Considering she was meeting L'aire at her place of work, it had provided her with the perfect excuse to work on for a couple of more hours.
Let it not be said that paperwork was boring.
There was always something to do at the club, and if a day was to come that she was at a loss for some sort of work to do for the day, then she was clearly doing something wrong.
Stepping behind the bar, Anya poured herself a glass of water while she waited for the other Fairest. While being drunk wouldprovide a good excuse for dancing horribly, it was not quite the impression that she was going for the first time around.
L'aire