Did the other whore wink at her? She doubted it was one in trying to get her to come on to him considering his rates were just too high for her and Rubee never paid someone to sleep with her. If she really needed sex, she would go to her fingers or rubbing herself against a pillow to enhance her carnal pleasures. No, it looked as if Cameron was trying to give her a nod in his own way. Rubee merely winked back noticing at least Cameron did not have to spout around at the moment unlike Anel who sounded like broken glass being scraped against a chalkboard. Rubee even winced when Anel started to scratch away at any insult to inflict upon Cameron and herself. She did not wince out of pain from such insults but the annoying voice. However, she did laugh at Anel's words for they did not singe her nor did they offend her as much as she believe Anel wanted them to hurt. "You cannot even find words from your drunk lips to make me even quiver in my 'harpy shoes'. By the way, harpies are known to tear their victims limb from limb which works out in my favor." Rubee looked Anel over finding the best way to tear him apart. From her vantage point, she could see the male could easily be pushed over with a few more words and if she wanted to make him cry, Rubee could and watch him drown in his own tears.<br/><br/>Without much thoughts, Rubee moved herself to stand in front of Anel. She had to look down at him for the male was shorter than her even in her boots. Oh, how she could easily bring him over her knee and spank his bottom red for his stupid words and his foul attitude. The male surely was going to drink away his youth and turn into an early grave with the way he continued to live his life. Thankfully, the Teahouse employed health measures but anyone could be inflicted by the bloody cough, enough to make the lungs burn and to retch blood with every gasping cough. She had seen it happen to the gutter whores along the alleyways and Rubee always covered her mouth with a cloth fearful to lose her life over someone who could not keep their mouth shut. Right now, Anel was better in keeping his pretty drunk lips closed than to form any opinions towards her. "Yes, I have something else to say, Anel. The next time you want to drink, do it in your room before you start looking like a fucking fool and drunk. You are nothing to no one in this manner. You are but a piece of slime on the bottom of someone's foot and who will scrape it off the sole of someone's ass heaped over in the garbage. The way you act right now denotes you are garbage and not someone who sucks great cock for a living."<br/><br/>With that, Rubee stepped back just willing for Anel to fling himself at her in rage. She wanted just anything to get her to drop her books and rip out the blonde manes Anel sported in the line up. At least he would stop complaining that others were copying his hair color. "Now, you can ask for a servant to give you water to splash on your face and drink down or you are going to end up losing more clients with your attitude. You better think clearly before the damn bottle makes you more of a fucking fool than you already are right now, Anel. Do not mess up your chances especially with this damn bidding war going into the millions. With that large cut going towards you, you might even use it to get better hair and better dress." Rubee scoffed at his dress still ready and able to take the little whore on.