"Not my fault there is a delicious overpowering scent in this room. Do I smell potpourri?," she asked, all the while smiling knowing that he would see her lie through it but went for the change of subject routine. Besides, Rubee already knew by now the smell wafting along in the air and to her nose was definitely the smell of two bodies fucking one another and leaving behind the scent of completion. God, she really needed to find someone around here and preferably who did not have a pension for sleeping with scores of individuals on a daily basis. What she needed was someone who was not going to get her killed because of their profession or end up extremely jealous because of the paying clients. Yet, Rubee knew that fate was never going to listen to her words considering her own brush at love.<br/><br/>Now, she was having to brush away some blood on her fingers from the paper cut Master Ryan gave her as he snatched the papers from her hands. Any faster and he might have ripped the sheets in two from her fingers. "I know I am only the assistant to the accountant but I like to double check in case the accountant is out for the day and wants me to do some light paperwork. Well, I did some light paperwork but then I noticed a few files were missing and went searching for them. When I found the files, that is when I noticed the lack of sufficient funds for various weeks." Bit by bit, money was disappearing and it worried Rubee about where the money was going and for what purposes. She knew places around here wanted to squelch Teahouse but Rubee never paid any rumors to it. She worked here for a while now without too much incident but this worried her that something fishy went on without her knowing about it.<br/><br/>"I had a theory about a client swindling a whore but then you always make sure they pay their rates. Another was one of the whores sneaking into your office to snatch the money but no one is stupid enough to try and get caught in your room. The only theory I have is somehow who has access to the money is siphoning money before it heads to the bank or even someone who works at the bank. However, the banks cannot change the paperwork here at the office since it is usually locked away in the accountant's office and you two have the key to it," she examined, somehow, coming to the horrible assumption that the person who was stealing money had to be the accountant. The paperwork was filled out here and nowhere else unless someone were to take the papers elsewhere to finish it. Rubee looked up towards Master Ryan and wondered if he assumed the same about the accountant. She did not want to think it considering she worked with him the man and could easily finger her as the culprit but Rubee had no reason to steal money from a man who had given her something valuable to hold onto.