She surely was checking him out. He felt her beautiful eyes on him, as he mixed drinks. He noticed her eyes rove over his body, sometimes resting on his hands, as he nimbly worked the bottle and mixed the drinks. As he handed her the drink, she seized his fingers, the soft skin of hers caressing his, while her manicured nails scratched his skin. She followed that with a look filled with lust, that had gotten progressively more suggestive, as the drinks piled up and the night wore on.<br/><br/><em>"But be careful.  What good would I be to you passed out?"</em>she said. There was a devious look in her eyes. He raised his eyebrows, his face breaking into a small smile. Did she know what he did, or was she just hitting on him. He wondered whether she could be a new client. His interest was piqued at the prospect of having this woman as a client. She sure smelt of money. Lots of it. And to add to that, she was quite the siren. It always made things more pleasurable. Justin decided to play along.<br/><br/>'What would I do with you?' he said, his voice extremely suggestive, his eyes devious, his lips curling into an evil smile. He caught her eye and held her gaze, letting his deep blue explore her intense grey. She was a woman who made heads turn, he realised. As he surveyed her more closely, he felt a slightest bit of lust towards her. She would be a client he would enjoy servicing.<br/><br/><em> "Justin, I heard a rumor about you.  I wonder if I should believe it."</em><br/><br/>'You shouldn't believe everything you hear,' he said, looking at the bottles, mixing a particularly fiery Marguerita for a patron to his left. He turned to look at her.<br/><br/>'Or maybe you should.'