Sasha quickly stood up straight once more when he choked on his drink, her straight, white teeth clamping down on her lower lip as her smile faltered a moment. She briefly thought she might have over-stepped her boundaries, but once Derek had cleared his throat, he seemed comfortable enough to tell her, so she relaxed once more.<br/><br/>"I mean, I can't say that I blame you," she laughed, glancing down at the twin globes before she tilted her head aside and fell silent, allowing him to continue on seriously. The explanation he offered her made perfect sense, really. There was something about that rush of adrenaline that was simply unmatched by any drug. She'd had few sexual partners that had gotten her quite to that point, but Sasha could relate. There was nothing like it, and after feeling that kind of rush, life just seemed a little bland.<br/><br/>"I can't find any fault in that, Sir," she offered him a sweet smile, dropping her guard a moment as she turned to make a second drink for herself; however, when he directed the question at her, she immediately paused, setting down the bottle of rum and turning slowly to face him, her eyes lowered a moment before she remembered to smile. "Well, my story certainly doesn't include any skydiving," she said with a faint laugh, finishing up her drink with coke before she brought the glass to her lips and took a large gulp.<br/><br/>She slowly put her drink down, trying to decide what to say. As an employee at the Masquerade, the only thing that mattered was the guest, and now that suddenly the focus had been turned on her, she froze. Blinking behind her mask, she couldn't help but laugh yet again. "I honestly don't know.. I started bar tending a while back and the opportunity just presented itself to me, so I took it. I came here thinking I really would only work here as a bartender, but part of my contract as an employee says that I am subject to the guests' desires if it is demanded.." Her green eyes flickered up at that moment, meeting his gaze once again as she practically granted him permission to use her 'services' for the night. Last minute, she added, "but only at opportune moments.." She bit at her lower lip, taking another quick swig of her drink. "So here I am," she chimed with a slight shrug, reaching for the cloth to wipe moisture off the bar top where a few guests had recently abandoned their seats.<br/><br/>