Rubee took his hand considering it an insult to wave away the hand of someone especially a possible new client. The Teahouse could always use a few new clients to add to the roster. Now she needed to nab a few whores to come downstairs to the line up but everyone seemed to be in their own world. Her eyes looked around the room and she could see a few whores but her eyes caught onto Cameron who looked to be sneaking away. Why would Cameron be sneaking off? The potential for a new client was grand and she doubted Cameron wanted to be scrimping and saving to buy himself something to eat. Plus, the Master might not be open to having a whore who did not make a lot of money for the household. "Cameron," she called out, and made a motion with her hand to bring him towards the new client and herself. Rubee wondered if the new client would be interested in a fair head whore and try to figure out what he might like from the line up.<br/><br/>"This is Cameron, one of the workers here int he Teahouse. Now, what could it be you would want from the Teahouse," she asked, nodding to the other servant who brought over the scotch over to the client.