It looked as if Anel was writing his own walking papers to be thrown out of the Teahouse. She knew a few of the whores were loud and sometimes took things too far but never had any of them done it in front of clients. Usually, the fighting was kept behind closed doors or at least swept under the Persian rug to be handled at a later date. For Anel to continue with his drunken barrage of words made Rubee wince in pain for Anel. She winced for the male would surely have his ass thrown out with no clothes on his back if he continued to fuck up the name of the Teahouse. However, it seemed Master Ryan was able to handle Anel for his words cut through for Anel's foolish behind to be removed from the area. Yet, Rubee, did not expect for the removal to fall on her shoulders. Did Master Ryan not feel the brewing tension between Anel and her? She would have throttled the little man whore if she had the privacy needed to get away with wrapping her fingers around his throat.<br/><br/>Yet, it was business and Rubee did not need to fuck up the line up even more by refusing Master Ryan in front of the clients. Rubee was ready to step in when another whore, Zara took over for Anel. Inside, Rubee sighed in relief not to take Anel up to his room, or worse, her own room. She would be fine if Anel went into a fit of destructive rage and ruined his bedroom. If he tried flinging her own stuff around, the whore would end up with his head bashed against the wall. At least, Zara would be able to knock some sense into Anel. The two made their lives by money and hopefully, Zara would inform Anel how perilously close he was getting to losing out on a large sum of money. Would he still be even viable for the bid once people found out about his attitude? God, there was a lot of money riding on his virginity and Master Ryan would surely slice someone's throat. Rubee wished the throat was the former accountant but alas, she had to hold in her wishes and wants.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Zara," Rubee murmured, nodding her head to the other female before turning her attention back towards the clients. "The Teahouse prides itself on the best and as you can see by the rest of the line up, we have many which will satisfy any and all appetites you might have to bring to the Teahouse." Rubee only hoped the clients would look over Anel's fit of drunken rage and not let it affect the stance of the other whores in the line up. Some of the whores were not too bad considering the rest had kept quiet and tried not to throw their two cents in. Better to keep one's mouth shut than having it flap around. She knew she needed to work on her temper considering the need to fly at anyone who angered her was not the best solution to her problems. It would be fun but Santiago always reminded her that the temper was fleeting but maturity lasted throughout any weather storm. God, how she missed Santiago. He would have kept her grounded but now she needed to ground herself.