She found it very difficult to make eye contact with Jeff, and she found herself looking at his stomach and crotch, although it was a moment later when she realized what exactly she was looking at that she looked away shyly. Dee took it upon herself to hum a tune she had heard out in the club, silently of course not to incur Ave's wrath, and to stare at her feet while she stamped on the floor in tune with the bass beat. Ave and this man Jeff talked about their business for a few minutes, before she heard herself mentioned.<br/><br/>He didn't address her by her name, 'Dee', which really wasn't even her name, but Ave only had one girl that wasn't dismissed as another whore, and none of those other girls were here anyways. She looked up to him again and fought to keep her eyes on his handsome face for more than a second. "I... I would like another drink, if that is fine with Ave," she said, looking over to her mistress for approval.