Ana fidgeted slightly, sitting down in the offered spot and shielding her cigarette with her hand as she lit it, taking a quick drag from the spicy fumes. She allowed herself a slight smirk before her brow furrowed. "I thought about it a few times, but I don't know. Not sure if there's a market for girls like me, and never really looked around for long enough to check and see if I'm right or wrong." What, exactly, 'girls like me' entailed, the tattooed woman didn't divulge, though she did fall silent for a moment, seemingly introverting her train of thought. "And I suppose Sugar suits you... though from the look of things you'd make a better Spice, am I right? I know types pretty well."<br/><br/>Maybe not as well as she thought. Anathema remained pretty oblivious to Chloe's clear come-ons an predatory behavior, but bad hours and long stretches of boredom did, on occasion, have a tendency to tarnish good judgment....<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>