<em>Miss Orchid - Desdemona Pratz - Basemount lounge</em><br/><br/>A familiar voice attracted Desdemona’s attention. When she peered over to the other side of the bar, where Ruby and Doc were chatting earlier, she noticed another regular had arrived. Dark was one of the more frequent visitors of the brothel and there were few girls he hadn’t enjoyed the pleasure of the company of. His desires were towards the darker end of the spectrum, but he wasn’t a mindless brute. And not unimportant to the women amongst her colleagues who were there primarily for the money: he was a great tipper.<br/><br/>Desdemona pressed a kiss onto Thomas Jefferson’s cheek and said her goodbye’s and then slid over to the other side of the counter. She greeted Dark with two kisses of his own.<strong>“Me, give you the cold shoulder? Never…” </strong>She grinned at the man and then her mouth lingered around his ear for another whisper.<strong> “Maybe later tonight baby… I have my eye on your little friend right now.” </strong>She nodded her head at the Kid who was sitting behind Dark.<strong> “I believe miss Indigo is still available though.”</strong>The blonde school counselor had indeed lingered around the bar herself after seeing Napoleon earlier that night. Desdemona then slipped onto the bar stool in between Dark and the Kid and extended her hand towards the youngster.<strong> “Good even sweetie… I’m Miss Orchid, and who might you be? You are new around here, aren't you handsome?”</strong>She flashed him her warmest smile.<br/>