Annabelle snapped to attention when she heard her name called. She had been in her own little world, her thoughts drowning out the sudden rush of people that seemed to flow from everywhere. Sighing she stood up, frowning. 'Could Rubee possibly be any louder?' She straightened her long dress out and lithe fingers flitted to her blond hair to push it neatly into place.<br/><br/>'A line up huh? Not that I get picked very often.' She thought, her heels tapping against the floor as she made her way to Rubee's still screaming voice. She walked over just in time to see the red head handed a glass of water before she continued calling down the rest of the whores. When the woman was finished she wiped the frown from her features and smiled sweetly. She was sorely tempted to make a smart comment to Rubee. 'Do you think you were loud enough? I don't think they could hear you down the road.' However she kept her thoughts to herself and waited for the influx of the whores and the customer.