<em>Ingrid at the meeting, smirking at Ghost, Dan, and Leo.</em><br/><br/><br/>"I'm a bit confused about why you guys think that the women need baby sitters… security, perhaps, sure.  But Nicki has been running women for various things for a long time.  Together we could make a team. A team, not a 'boys running all the shots'.  Relax.  Why would they need a no-tell motel? You're thinking on a small scale."<br/><br/>Had she heard correctly? "What bigger city do you need? Miami is one of ze biggest cities in Florida!"  Were these men really thinking on such a piss ant scale?  "Don't even think about ripping Nicki off… the girls won't be making pennies, and neither will we."  Goddamn, these men were going to be the death of them yet. Did Leo have a brain? Maybe he should loosen his helmet when riding?<br/><br/>Ghost distracted her and she grasped at his humor. "I've got all my fingers and toes!" She looked at Leo, grinning.<br/><br/>"Why don't we let Chase handle the arrangements with Nicki? Hmm? I did give<em>him</em>the number, not you." She wanted to smack him upside the head when he spoke of a pretty small cut.  "These aren't going to be skanks on their last eight-ball, for fuck's sake. This isn't a get rich quick scheme either." She was trying not to get upset and frustrated with Leo, but he thought he knew everything and what was best for everyone.  No one was really<em>listening</em>to her, and that pissed her off more than anything.<br/><br/>"Goddamn it, what do you mean we're far from the big cities… is your helmet too tight?  Easy on the eyes but not too swift on the uptake. Flash backs from his country boy days? Something? It was getting harder for her to bite her tongue on her sarcasm, and her eyes flickered with her swiftly moving emotions.<br/><br/>"Discrete billing. Right. Cash on delivery." Nodding when he finally said something that she didn't want to kick him in the ass for with a steel-toed boot, she licked her lips, looking at Chase. "Definitely. We keep track of a lot of income, call it a pornography company and escort service, do movies… and get them into production fast… Just suggesting, of course… and report the income for that and they shouldn't be able to track things."<br/><br/>She shook her head at Leo. "No, no one can just call up and ask for a blow job. They wanna do it like that then they're police. Or too damn hard up. Pathetic. Escort.  Men could pay for dates with the stars of their favorite movies, the women would choose if they wanted to fuck the guy or not… That'll bring in money just because men want to be seen with women that beautiful.  If they call and ask for a blow job straight out, maybe you could give them one, Leo."  She looked at him with raised eyebrows.<br/>