you walk into a strip club, the smell of roses and other scents come into play, you walk up to the stage area where they strip and you lean against the railing, you look up towards the strippers, these two curvy, thicc, birds, one white, one black, they both seem to have a Goetia crown on their head, and the white one is the mother of the black one

Octavia: doing a really good job

Stella: struggling a bit but still good