Avé knew when it was time to cut the bullshit. She wiped the smirk off her face, uncrossed her leg, and leaned onto the club owner's desk.<em>"This place can be a little chaotic at times, but the appearance of a wide open party is sort of the idea.  I assure you that everything runs as it should.  I see to that personally.  Actually, Ricardo is a large part of that as well... if you didn't know."</em>Jeff informed, when Ricardo had departed. Avé rested her chin on her fist. "I can imagine." Was all she uttered.<br/><br/>"So, let's talk business." She paused for a few seconds before getting into her proposal. "Without our industries intertwining, there would be no such thing as an indulgent lifestyle. Our sorry asses would be set up working nine to five jobs, and hating life. Since that is<em>clearly</em>not the case. My business associates and I would like to intermingle our investings. Let people know what it's like to mix business with pleasure. You've certainly got the means...and we've got the ends to those means." She glanced at Dee as she said the word 'ends'. Knowing Jeff could take the hint. He knew what she did for a living, she wasn't stupid. A man with his connections, and a link to 'Masterarm' had to be in the know about things of the shrouded degree.<br/>