<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Calmness came over her as she began to play the first couple of notes on the piano but it was soon interrupted by a sound from behind her. Her head whipped around, mouth open to rip into whoever came to interrupt her now when she caught sight of the unknown person entering the common room. Whatever she was going to say died in her throat as she took one look at the John -- No! Jane.<br/><br/>"Welcome to the Teahouse," Zara said automatically, leaving the piano alone to slide out of her seat and make her way towards the new client. <em>For another male whore, of course,</em> Zara thought bitterly and almost -- <em>almost!</em> -- rolled her eyes. Instead she pasted on a fairly polite smile, "My apologies that the Master is not here to greet you but he is unavailable at the present time..." <em>doing who knows what,</em> Zara added mentally with a flash in her eyes, <em>But that's quite alright! Since I'm now the spinster whore!!</em>.<br/><br/>With a polite curtsy, Zara added, "May I ask what brings you here so that I may be able to do a line up for you?" <em>And then I can go back to my music...!</em></span>