In her line of work, Ana had become jaded to even the most blatant of stares. It was her job to be hot -- pure and simple. Getting finnicky about it was bad for business... even though this new customer's eyes gave her a different sort of feeling. Interest didn't describe it... no, the red-haired vixen's gaze was predatory. The look of someone who is not simply enjoying the view, but considering doing something about it.<br/><br/>"Nah, no problem, I mostly started waking up when my iPod shut off anyway," Ana yawned loudly, showing nice teeth with a single cavity in the back. "This gonna be all for today? And we actually close at two, so I've got a night ahead of me still."<br/><br/>If only the white-haired woman knew how right she was.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>