Fi gave the other whore a warm smile as she tucked the vial back into the case and then moved to the mirror to check her own hair and dress, just little things here and there, making sure her cheeks were clear. First impressions were always important after all. "No one is really, when they start I don't think. I know I wasn't."<br/><br/>Her words were soft as she spoke, eyes a bit distant as she thought about her early days at the Teahouse. "I was so...afraid at first, and alone too. I missed home and I didn't know how to...act like sex was nothing, act like I didn't fall a little bit in love with the clients. Master Ryan's choice for my first client was a good one though and he helped me a lot, the client that is. One of the other whore's made me feel more at home too, Lessard, if you've met him."<br/><br/>The girl dug out the vial of violet scent that she used for herself and she dabbed it on the proper places on her own pale skin before tucking away her kit back in its hiding place and shaking out her skirts. "Its all trail and error, even now, being here for three years for me. You just..pretend that its not I suppose, try not to think too much outside of being charming, engaging. You have lovely manners though, so you are better off then some. We should probably go back out there though, to wait with the others."<br/><br/>She offered her hand out again, with a soft smile. "Thank you for putting up with my primping so well."