<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Very much so," Val agreed.  He carefully herded the Shaxi towards a ground vehicle, paying for a trip to his favorite eatery with more credits out of his pocket.  "There was a ballet dancer in my building for awhile.  She was amazing, just a stunning athlete... but she fell in love with an alpha and decided to marry him.  Last I heard they had two pups and she was thinking of taking up teaching dance instead of performing."  He smiled, glancing sideways at Siv.  "Is that something you might want to do?  Perform, or teach?  I might be able to find you a place to tryout, if you want to join a performing troupe."  He scratched at his jaw.  "I don't know, though.  Hooking probably has more flexibility."  Val stated it as matter-of-factly as he'd have commented on Siv's hair color, and completely ignored the look of surprise and disdain on the face of the transport driver.  "It's up to you, of course."  Not every alpha would feel that way, of course-- Val was pretty progressive in his views both of sex workers and of omegas.</span></span>