India was enjoying lunch.  She liked to get to know the new folks, but it was also great to converse with those who she had worked alongside for a while.  She chuckled, made general chatter and listened to other voices and thoughts.<br/><br/>“Its handy having those rooms, I would be out on my arse before now if I hadn't had that room” she told him, she had had a few close calls, but she always made it on time.  “You'll find out we're very relaxed over the road” she told him with a smile, “if you're late I'll just have too visit you with my crop.” She flirted, knowing if they knew the truth they would never believe it.  She was a submissive beneath the work clothes, but she never turned down the offer of fun sex.<br/><br/>Turning her attention to Ronin she gave him a gentle smile, encouraging she hoped.  “dont try to hard to impress Ronin” she  said to him, “be yourself, you are quite charming, and I look forward to seeing you on canvas” she said with a wink, maybe Delta would like him too, she liked handsome men, but he was more, there was a depth to Ronin.  She winked at him as she sipped her water.<br/><br/>India nearly spat the water into the glass as she felt a touch on her ankle.  She looked across the table, Andrew.  Yes that didn't surprise her, he had that sense of being the bad boy who would enjoy a quick, rough fuck.  And he had a room at the studio.  Maybe she should have a party for three in her room.  Private of course.  She raised her eyebrows at him, then reached for a breadstick, slipping it between her lips and slowly with drawing it, she teased the bread with her tongue, her eyes on Andrew's.  He wanted to play, she would certainly give him a run for his money.