<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/01/1314109481901.jpg)</div><strong>Joanna Kyleson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=199856.msg9761793#msg9761793) - Follower of Set<br/>Appearance 3 - Status 1 - Blush of Health<br/>Tagging:</strong>Dietrich Anderson<br/><br/>Jo gave a gentle, amused smile as Dietrich relayed the story.  "Oh, so they're morons," she said, relaxing her posture a little to bend her hip a bit to the side.  "That has to be infuriating.  It'd be much easier to just kill them all but then they won't come with more money.  Still, I'll bet you get seriously rich selling to large groups of them."<br/><br/>His brief and direct explanation of her club, even if not entirely accurate, likewise warmed her opinion of the tall man.  Far too many people either directly made a castigating judgment, made a deprecating, stereotyping Setite remark, then tried to worm their way back from the earlier words with an interest in coming to see her.  Even if he wasn't interested, it was nice to see some acceptance.  She would have to make sure to pass his card to some of her clanmates.<br/><br/>"It's similar, but not entirely.  A strip club," she explained.  "It's more of a..."  Her hand opened as she started to gesture, but there was no easy way to explain, especially not in a way in which the differences were obvious.  Perhaps he'd even consider a strip club to be flesh peddling, which was admittedly a fair assessment.<br/><br/>As he wandered off, however, she paused, concern and slight sorrow coming into her eyes.  Her mouth briefly opened as if to apologize, but she didn't seem to have any idea what she'd done wrong.  Instead, she simply glanced after him, curious whether she should follow.