conversations.from: system
conversations.value: When the sun goes down, you come up.
  
  It's off the main road. It's tucked back, lit with neon signs, blinking lights. It advertises live music and beautiful girls. Reflections, it's called. Inside lights flash, girls become vulnerable. Money is thrown. Addictions are financed. Lives slowly decay.
  
  But everything is never as it seems.
  
  The girls have dreams. The girls want something. They want fame. They want to be someone. And they're willing to go to any lengths to get there.
  
  
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  *Glass Table Girls* follows a cast of ladies as they somersault through a gritty and glamor-less world of sex, drugs and music, chasing every distance whisper of fame. Underlaid with themes of faith, dependance and hope, you'll fall in love with the girls of Reflections. 
  
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The strip club where the main characters of this story work.
conversations.prefix: Reflections :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Westside bar and grill. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. You must be cautious.
conversations.prefix: Westside:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The girls get closer, making freinds and getting along. 
conversations.prefix: Meeting of Minds:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes things get physical.
conversations.prefix: Meeting of bodies:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Chirpy, flirty barmaid at the Westside - also knows who to see about fun times and chemical distractions. 
  
  You want it, she can get it. 
conversations.prefix: Becca Lane:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Wally thinks he is the hottest thing on two legs. But he's greasy, cheesy and far too handsy. 
conversations.prefix: Westside Wally:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Someone leaves you their number with promise of some fun. 
conversations.prefix: Someone's number:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Did they drop it, or did you relieve them of it?
conversations.prefix: something belonging to someone else:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know what you want...
conversations.prefix: get laid:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Three guys out for a good time, they have some cahs, but they might not wanna pay. 
conversations.prefix: The boys night out:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's the men. It's the drugs. And it might even be you.
conversations.prefix: Dependency:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have almost a sixth sense about these things. You're good at observing things and figuring them out.
conversations.prefix: Clever:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Drugs, alcohol, social media. There's something you love a little too much.
conversations.prefix: Addiction:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can sing, you can dance, you can rap. You just need to be discovered.
conversations.prefix: Get A Record Deal:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Like my most requested song says:
  
  *My dear Daddy, whiskey on his breath/ I never knew him and one day, daddy left/ But still he'd say "my girl if only one thing now/ I ever teach you sweetheart... Do not stay down.*
  
  *Little girl, oh little girl you don't stay down/ You kick and scream and scratch, you roar and/ thrash but don't stay down/ The last breath you take, spit it in their face, You lick/ your wounds another day/ But get off the ground, go take 'em down, oh little/ girl, don't stay down.*
conversations.prefix: Fighter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: My boss, my girls, and my regulars all tell me I've got a bit of a badass streak they all look up or get aroused to... sometimes both. Either way works for me, cutter. 
conversations.prefix: Moxy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: I get myself into a lot of scraps of all kinds, and usually come out on top. But there's one fight I face every single day. Sometimes, even every minute of that day. I can't get away from it.  I don't know if I'll ever be free of it. But I know that it'll get to me eventually... one way or another, I end up in The Pits again... a pale reflection of me pops out to take my place... its terrified of its own shadow and slumps around like nothing matters. When I'm in the pits and this... thing comes out to play, its like I have to pull frantically at anything I can grab onto to take over again. Every second is a struggle then. 
conversations.prefix: The Pits:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: I fall into The Pits more often than I'd like, and when I go too deep in... its a war to get back to a point where I can see the light of day again and feel a warm breeze on my face. I know I need to make some kinda change in my life, but... I don't know what exactly... or if I even can. What if I'm just stuck like this, forever? 
conversations.prefix: Climb Out:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You wear a lot of black. Lace, leather, rubber and collars. You are stunning, but in a weird and scary way.
conversations.prefix: The goth:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are strikingly beautiful, but it's a fragile, delicate beauty. 
conversations.prefix: Ethereal beauty:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are addicted to the darker, kinkier side of sex. You do not believe in love. It's all bullshit. 
conversations.prefix: Kinkster:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have to find a way to like yourself again, and to find the strength to Believe there is more to your life than this.
conversations.prefix: Break the cycle.:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Monica Marie James is a wanderer through and through. She can't sit still for long and she lives for the thrill of new places. She's a restless spirit whose wanderlust and need for adventure are her most potent addictions. 
conversations.prefix: Traveler:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Monica has the gift...the gift of the Twerk. She can drop it down, throw it in circle, pop it on a handstand, you name it, she does it! Her ass is legendary and she "puts in the werk with the magic of her twerk'.
conversations.prefix: Queen of Twerk:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Monica hasn't met a man yet who's worth the paper he's printed on. She finds men to be pathetic, disgusting creatures who suffer from extremely low intelligence. She's more than happy to exploit them for their money.
conversations.prefix: Sexist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Monica has dreamed of the day where she would have enough money to retire from her life of exotic dancing and move to the most remote, but beautiful place she's ever read about....New Zealand. 
conversations.prefix: Retirement:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You keep your two lives as separate as possible.  No one from your night life would recognize you in the day and vice versa.  It's hard to say if anyone knows the complete you at all.
conversations.prefix: Two-Faced Woman:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: That sweet, innocent face can spin out the best of lies.  Any guilt about the ease of fibs has long since passed.  Some might even say you're a master at lying to yourself.
conversations.prefix: Lying:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Forget peer pressure.  All it takes is a mere suggestion for you to do something stupid.  "No" is a word you never learned. 
conversations.prefix: Weak-Willed:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You started out on a larger stage, performing modern day miracles while crowds cheered and applauded...then...*Abracadabra*.
  And that life is gone.  You'd do anything to get it back.
conversations.prefix: Former Magician's Assistant:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's not *really* luck, you make your own.  For just about every situation, you make sure to keep at least one trick up your sleeve.
conversations.prefix: Lucky:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Doesn't matter how clever you think you are, there is still a side of you determined to destroy.
conversations.prefix: Self Destructive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're holding out hope of finding that white knight to save you, and take you far far away from all this.  You're afterall a con artist, you'll play the damsel until even that gets old. 
conversations.prefix: Take Me Away:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Every since you were young, you've wanted nothing more than for your art to be your only way of life.  You have dreams of moving to some place wild and free, never suffering through a job you hate again.
conversations.prefix: Photography Career:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: So many years on the street have taught you well. You know to get what you want.
conversations.prefix: Manipulative:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been barely making a living on what used to be spare change for you.  A hole you dug through your vices and one you're afraid to climb out of for fear of being spotted by your debtors.
conversations.prefix: Desperate: