Valeria hasnt turned her eyes away from you since she entered the club. At first glance, you were just a pretty face serving drinks. The more she stared though, the more it became clear you were more than that. She wanted you for herself.

She leans against the bartop, uninterested as she gazes at the disgusting man hitting on you. She calls you over, yourself easily willing to serve someone else. Valeria smiles, looking the woman up and down before handing over her number.