<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/52/Portrait%2Cg%2Cwoman-51521911daf03db5040dcb28b94ae27a_h.jpg)</div><br/>Out of the corner of her vision Layla (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/52/Portrait%2Cg%2Cwoman-51521911daf03db5040dcb28b94ae27a_h.jpg) saw Jackson saunter into Lola's and order himself up a drink, three fingers of whiskey neat if she knew him and she knew Jackson alright.<br/><br/>He had always been a regular fixture since Layla had started working for Lola which was some four months now and he was one customer that she always enjoyed when he was in town.<br/><br/>Layla Harding had a dancer's lithe physique and she stood 5'11". With tumbling light brown hair that fell down to her waist she was attractive by most standards but it was her amazing green eyes that were flecked with amber and her stunning smile that caused most people to take notice of her. Behind those striking eyes lay a quick mind which she nearly always played down to her own advantage. She possessed a fierce and often stubborn personality that served to both indear her to people and also get her into trouble. There was more to Layla than met the eye although most would never even begin to see what lay there.<br/><br/>With a natural charm and grace that came to Layla without any conscious effort she wended her way through the crowd towards the bar to procure two whisky filled glasses and then continued on her way to the vacant booth which had now been claimed by the solitary, dusty traveller.<br/><br/>Quietly and unobtrusively she slid into the booth just as he was finishing off his first drink. With adroit skill that had been honed into her thanks to Lola's diligently tutelage, she arrayed the lustrous satin Verdi green dress around her to flatter and entice whilst still conveying a sense of ladylike propriety. Still maintaining the poise and grace that Lola expected and demanded of her girls Layla relaxed back into the plush cushions of the booth her demeanour one of affectionate companionship and succor.<br/><br/>"Tough trip?" she asked falling straight into conversation with him and handing him one of the glasses of whiskey she had in her possesion.<br/><br/>She was attentive to the needs and desires of all the patrons of Lola's and she prided herself in being able to accurately read what those needs were without having to ask. So it was with Jackson, she knew he would take a good few minutes to quietly unwind so she slowly sipped at her whisky, patiently waiting, attentive to his subtle cues.