"Marcus is talking about going out to the club, dancing about, having a good time. But he's forgotten one important detail," she sounded more than annoyed, "I work tonight, Marcus."<br/><br/>Evony was a dancer by trade, to pay her bills. She was the unfortunate mistake of two derelict rejects, and since her aunt died when she was about 14, she's all ways taken care of herself. Sad to say, this town was full of skeevos who wanted a glance at pre-pubescent ass. So thus, she had been dancing at Wonderland for 4 years, and had made a cozy living doing it. She didn't even have to sell her soul. Now, instead of priests and the like, she attracted submissive-types, who were all ways willing to hand over their dough.<br/><br/>She sighed, "I'm sorry guys, I've got to get rolling. Why don't you two go? Get better acquainted?"