<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Into The Twilight Below</span></span><br/>​</div><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><div class="bbm_float fright" style="float:right;margin:0 0 5px 10px">
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</div></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span style="font-size: 18px">"Miss O'Connor," Dion began, "I have to imagine that you're aware that Dolores, our current Lounge Hostess, is leaving my employment to get married and start a family.  Gany and I have spoken with Daphne.  You might not have known it, but Daphne is my eyes and ears on the upper level.  Gany has been speaking with the customers about you as well...."  Dion let his voice trail off and poured himself another glass of Tsipouro.  He was toying with her because he wanted to see how well she could handle being in a state of anticipation.<br/>
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Now Dion looked to Gany.  He also wanted Imogen to know how important Gany was and how much he depended on him.  He spoke to his fellow god in disguise, "I don't know, Gany.  Are you sure that you want to go out on a limb for this one?  She's hiding something....  She hides it well, but I feel something."<br/>
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Gany now looked at Dion and then at Imogen.  They had played this same game when Dolores became the Lounge Hostess four years ago.  "Imogen," he said, "you've noticed that upstairs, we promote an atmosphere among the workers that we are want you to think of your co-workers as like your brothers and sisters.  Here in the Lounge, it gets a bit deeper than that.  Down here, not only will you have brothers and sisters, but you're going to be dealing with normal V.I.P.s and V.I.P.s that are like our crazy fathers, mothers, step-parents, aunts and uncles."<br/>
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The cupbearer of the gods looked into Imogen's stormy gray eyes.  He's not an actor like the muses, but he's been around for a few </span></span><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">millennia.  Now he speaks to her again, "If Dion says he feels that you're hiding something, I believe him.  You've hidden it from Daphne, you've hidden it from me and you've hidden it very well."  He pauses, "But that's not a disqualifier to me.  So, if you're not on some spying mission, if you make this place like Vegas advertising in what happens here stays here, if I'm sure you won't stab me in the back...," Gany nodded in Dion's direction, "I'll get you this job."<br/>
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Dion's face shows only interest, as if he's hearing evidence and about to make a judgement depending on Gany's closing argument.<br/>
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Gany briefly smiles at Imogen, like someone's big brother who's willing to help a friend.  Then an expression that knows responsibility comes to his face and he asks, "Can we trust you to be a professional and keep mum about our crazy family?"</span></span>