Rubee smiled to hear Master Ryan laugh for he looked handsome and much younger than he usually held himself up to be in front of everyone. Sometimes, she forgot that he was young in body but then again, his mind made up for the wet behind the ears physique. If he enjoyed the company of other women, was not an owner of a brothel and generally had a less scalding personality than her own, perhaps he might have been someone to let court her into a relationship. Nonetheless, Rubee knew better than to enjoy herself with anyone in this establishment. She would most likely end up another notch on the scratching post and have to pay for it, literally.<em>Still, I can admire the Master Ryan but I better keep such thoughts to myself. He already thinks I am a hound for sniffing around in his business, best not give him anymore warrant to throw another verbal barb my way</em>, Rubee thought to herself as she waited to hear Master Ryan add his own assumptions.<br/><br/>"If I was the culprit I would not try the whole, 'I am innocent because I brought it you first' bit, which is child's play compared to what the person thinks he can get away with this in the Teahouse and behind your back. I noticed a pattern and whoever he is," Rubee now knew who it was as well as seeing the realization on Master Ryan's face about the culprit, "the individuals plans to remove money sometime after we are done with the last client for the night. I looked at the booking schedule and it might be after Anel is given over to the highest bidder or one of the other whores who has their late John or Jane before we close the books for the night." Rubee needed to check in on the bidding war and see how Anel was feeling considering his virginity was about to be given away to whoever paid the highest to pop his anal maidenhead. Last she saw, the bid was about to please Master Ryan four times over.<br/><br/>For now, she thought about what Master Ryan might do to Frederick and his scheming ways. The man was a louse to try and steal from someone who could easily have someone slice your throat or so she heard when she came into the Teahouse to work a while back.<em>Tell me, if you had a free hand in this.. How would you go about setting this straight, Rubee?</em>. His statement brought her head back up and for some reason, a smile played on her lips. An old habit of hers to be asked how to exact punishment with her time with Santiago. How that man used to tell her tales of how punishment was handed out to those who went against the bosses.  "Master Ryan, if I had a free hand in exacting punishment, the perpetrator would have to lose or either have their fingers broken for using those hands to steal from someone who has worked hard to build a great establishment. I would also break his wrist as a reminder to never use his hands to filch from someone who could easily have his arm cut off at the shoulder," she said in a whisper all the while remembering the picture Santiago showed her of someone who had his hand broken and then cut off for stealing more than enough money to warrant such a harsh punishment.