Judy
The succubus perched on a stool beside the hotel bar, legs dangling a few centimeters off the ground. She'd been traveling for a while, continuing her aimless journey across the human realm, and had only just now paused to rest for a night or two. Resting in front of her was a half-empty glass of merlot; judging by Amara's uncomposed posture and her rumpled sleeves, she'd *Probably* Already had a glass ~~or two~~ before it. While she had no real reason to get drunk, it was more or less instinct for her — a healthy buzz would take the edge off her exhaustion, and prime her for whatever the next few days would bring.

Before she knew it, her glass was empty again. *Already? Damn.* Amara half-assedly waved a hand, beckoning the bartender back to her side. "Another glass, if you please." Her gaze, half-slitted from the first stages of inebriation, wandered askance as she spoke. The demoness took note of her surroundings, particularly the other individuals occupying the space. One particular woman caught her eye: pale, with a shock of black hair artfully framing her face. Hers was an arresting beauty, one that thoroughly sated the eyes. Amara gestured to the bartender once more, though her gaze never tore away from the other woman. "-And send a glass to *Her* On my behalf." The bartender simply nodded, crossing the bar to present Taylor with a freshly poured glass of wine.
Ruth
Taylor's well sculpted derriere sits itself on a stool as the woman pouts. Her leather classic shoulders are hunched over in frustration. She quickly downs her glass and groans.

"I'm definitely going to get more booze to get my mind off that client but I'm low on cash..." 

Her head covered in raven black fluff begins to sink down while she mopes, but then something perks it back up. The woman looked up with a confused expression, not even looking at the glass as she observes the person who sent it. She found herself enamored by what her brain was processing as the lens of her eyes captures what is before her. Long eyelashes can only flutter at the sight that sits before her, a sultry royally purple face full of elegance surrounded by almost magical seeming hair. "Hm..." She takes a long sip from her glass. It seemed as though she had found a much better way to distract herself from the stress of her most recent comission. 

"So..." She casually strolls over to the pretty woman with her glass in hand. She leans over the counter, getting an even better look that almost takes her breath away. A smirk plays across her lips as the alcohol makes her a smide more confident than she actually is."You just saved my whole night, is there any way I could repay such a pretty lady such as you?"
Judy
If Amara noticed the other woman's admiring gaze, she acted as if she hadn't — all a part of her usual cat-and-mouse game. After all, as a succubus, getting whatever she wanted was practically written into her genetic code; with that in mind, having to work for her conquests had become much more fun. By the looks of things, this encounter was already shaping up to be one for the books.

Taylor's bold approach earned her a muted smile, carving dimples into the demoness' refined features. Amara's gaze — pale blue, with an alluring twinkle of starlight — rose to settle on the other woman's face. She wasn't particularly subtle about admiring the view, as it was **Quite** A nice one. "....*Saved* You, did I?" She echoed, tone lilted with an air of amusement. "I suppose I do have my heroic moments now and again." A seasoned hedonist, Amara was as level-headed as ever despite her inebriation: if anything, alcohol's social lubrication added to her charm, enriching the sultry timbre of her voice. 

When met with Taylor's query, the succubus gestured to the seat beside her; her fingers innocently ghosted along the other woman's thigh as she rescinded her hand. "-Join me for a drink. The company of such an awe-inspiring beauty is *More* Than I could ever hope to ask for." Amara took another sip from her glass, tactfully obscuring her expression as she waited for Taylor to oblige her request. "....So what is it that I've *Saved* You from?"