Ah, that was but<em>pence</em>to her!  It wounded her pride a bit that the woman called her skills into question, but she didn't really want to fuck her to prove her point.  Or shoot her, but that was because she was a (somewhat) good person.  So instead she decided it was just best to smile and play it off... after a laugh.<br/><br/>"Ah, I'll have to pass then; I'm not able to stay for the length you desire having me as an employee." she said, bowing a bit "Still, thank you for seeing so much potential in me; I take it as the<em>highest</em>of compliments.  Have a good day madam."<br/><br/>And off she went... or would have, had the meat pies not caught her nose.  Quite good... so she wandered her way over and on the way spotted an interesting sight: two streetwalkers and a gnome, the latter trying to catch a peek of the woman's panties, or pussy, either or.  Doxi grinned, and pulled a piece of paper and pen out of her pack, and wrote a quick note, and then pulled a couple of silver coins, folded up the paper with the silver inside, and made an arch to drop the coins and the paper onto the table...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Note to the Prostitutes</div><div class="spoiler_body">Here is a silver coin each.  Spread your legs a bit so that gnome over there can get an eyeful, but don't let him think you're doing it on purpose.  I'll be watching to make sure you do your job, or if you choose not to and bring the silver back to me.  Remember, I'll be watching.</div></div><br/>And then to one of the remaining cafe tables nearby she went, to sit and order some lunch, smiling, and watching the scene play out before her... she hoped they wouldn't try and run, because again she<em>really</em>didn't want to have to shoot a bitch...