<em>Leo, at the meeting</em><br/><br/>"I wasn't talking about using street walkers. Those are small time anyway." He nodded at Ingrid. "You've got the right idea there. Those girls'd be about right. They should be able to bring in nice money." He took out a notebook and began to scribble a few figures into it. "I'll set up a spreadsheet for us once we get started; we'll be able to keep track of the who, when and how much." He continued to note things down. "And I get the feeling that some of these girls'd be able to be worth repeat business. If Ingrid's an indication of the kind of girl we're talking here. No offense, Drake, but she's a fox."<br/><br/>Leo scratched down a few more notes. "It's too bad that we're out here," he continued, "because around here there won't be much call for the high-end kind of work we see in big cities. But we can still charge a hell of a lot if we have girls without diseases and who have a full set of teeth." He made another note. "Though we should budget to keep them on a healthy diet, girls who look like sticks may not be worth the cost of keeping them on. And there isn't an infinite supply out here." He cocked his head. "Though we could put out ads, see who we can attract from out-of-town. The further the better, especially people without family to ask questions."