Saying no wasn't really an option for her at this point...and she would take serving drinks over having to dance on a pole.  "Of course," Danae replied with more smoothness than Lexis had managed to muster up.  Glass in hand, she stepped outside, waiting for a few moments.  Like Lexis, she had never really been to a strip club before, but...she could learn from her showing.  Of course, it was going to be a little bit harder for her, given that she was in a dress and not a skirt and blouse combination that could be easily exploited for more sex appeal.  Danae would have to make up for the shortfall in other ways.  And they were right in front of her.<br/><br/>Holding the glass at waist level, she pulled her shoulder back, letting her tits go forward.  Her flatter shoes helped her as she opened the door, and walked in.  She crossed her toes over the front of her other foot, which caused her hips to swing side-to-side.  "Good afternoon, handsome, thanks for waiting."  It almost disturbed her how cool she sounded with him.  She placed the glass down at the table, leaning over as she did, letting him look down her dress at her cleavage.   "There's your drink, would you like anything else off the menu?"<br/><br/>This time, the man was a bit more impressed, though clearly her work was not professional in the slightest, but...in theory, that could be worked on with training and experience.  "Thank you much, Miss Danae.  Take your seat, as well.  I have a phone call to make."