The small and cocky smirk remained firmly on Anel's lips as he watched the Master of the House rise to his feet, placing hands lightly on his hips and jutting them to one side with a small giggle. "You show him good, Master Ryan. Give him a slap from me." He winked playfully even as he inwardly cringed at his words; honestly he never wanted to think of the man again, and the thought of seeing him was almost terrifying, but as Ryan had said; the show had to go on, no matter how he felt. He was the cocky, arrogant bitch that no one really got on with. He had to maintain that.<br/><br/>"Like a son?" He repeated, pouting slightly with a small tut. "That's no fun at all..." With a small sigh, Anel watched the man leave before he shrugged his shoulders with a small groan, running a hand through messy blond hair. He needed a shower, needed to fix up his appearance to its usual standard. Better than usual, to show the rest of the whores and clients that there was nothing wrong with him. he could bounce back easily... At least on the surface.<br/><br/>As he looked over towards Zara who remained on the swing he flinched and shuffled slightly; she just<em>had</em>to tell him of her stupid, secret crush, didn't she?<br/><br/>"Hey, bitch..." He murmured, his tone light and not at all unpleasant as he walked to stand in front of her. "Don't go saying such silly things like that stuff about Atti; people might get the wrong idea... That you fancy him or something... And even you aren't<em>that</em>stupid..." It was Anel's rather roundabout way of letting her know that her secret was safe, and without much thought he nudged her sideways and sat on the swing beside her with a small huff.<br/><br/>"God damn your ass is huge. Taking up all the swing..." He grumbled with a small smile.<br/><br/>Maybe he did like Zara. They were too similar for him not to...<br/><br/>But only a little.<br/><br/>And he would never let anyone know.