Rubee had to keep herself from scoffing at the two new clients to the Teahouse. She had yet to see either of them here at the place but then again some clients like to dress themselves in different attire and one even wore a mask to hide his face from everyone here on the ground floor. There was no denying what the individuals were here for, sex. Sex is what made the Teahouse infamous and it was not for beautiful words sung at the piano or beautiful parties. Instead, carnal pleasure was sold here for the highest bidder.<em>Damn, I need to check on the bidding wars. Where did that courier go? He should have been back by now with updated bids</em>," Rubee thought to herself as she watched a woman and a man walk themselves further into the establishment.<br/><br/>When she noticed the woman dip her head towards her, Rubee nodded in kind though it was more of the rules of the house more so than actually wanting to be polite to the woman. Had the woman been someone on the street, Rubee might have told the female to look elsewhere or to even have someone paint her a picture if she wanted to gaze upon Rubee longer. She knew what she looked like with her flaming red hair and knowing there was a rosary tattooed around her neck. Even with a bit of make up, the sweat from her chest and neck always ruined the cover and had the spots of the beads from the rosary show through the make up. Even her sleeveless shirt showed her tattoo on her arm, showcasing the delicate time it took to acquire every ink and color on her arm.<br/><br/>At the feeling of being watched again, Rubee looked up just as she noticed the other individual, a young male turn his head towards the female at his side. He looked just the kind of man that called to mind headache and frustration, two things Rubee did take kindly towards. The only headaches and frustration she was fine with was Master Ryan and to whom, she inclined her head once he entered into the room. She wondered how the feeble servant handled himself but the answer came when the servant returned, a bit pale but all in all safe from any strike to his face or body. "Go and get some drinks for all, and do it without looking as if you are going to fall over yourself," she whispered to the servant who nodded and almost all but ran off to do the bidding. Good eve, what did these two new clients bring to Teahouse?