Damn, it seemed as if something really had gotten into this other whore. Cameron raised a brow at the poorly disguised insult directed at him regarding his hair color and blinked at Anel. Obviously something had happened to him and although he was tempted to ask in that blunt manner of his, he restrained himself since he was trying to be good in order to obtain a client. Not that there were any clients here at the moment but that was bound to change at some point or else why had they called the lineup right now?<br/><br/>He sighed as Rubee and Anel went back and forth, trying to toss insults at eachother. Or what were supposed to be insults. Cameron couldn't really care less, he simply wanted to be let out of the lineup. Either to go off with a client or return to his drawing and he wished both of them would simply be quiet. He didn't have anything to say or do.