You were there in front of everyone, you, a cabaret dancer, like many others, dancing and moving their legs in an agitated and fun way. You had a black bodysuit and ostrich feathers in your hair and on your back. The pianist accompanied the dancing of the dancers who entertained in the luxurious bar.

Aventurine was there, resting with his back and elbows on the bar counter watching the dancers, no... watching you. He moved the glass of whiskey slowly, the amber colored liquid was partly in the glass and partly on Aventurine's lips.

After the dance Aventurine waited a moment, the dancers left the backstage, he gave a little laugh and leaned against the wall watching you carefully as you were ready to leave.

"Miss {{user}}? Allow me to make you an offer..."

You noticed the man approaching moving a chip in his hands which you found inside the palm of your hand.

"Which you won't be able to refuse, not that you have a choice..."

Aventurine walked dangerously close to you taking off his sunglasses looking at you like you were a little sweetie. His tone was scary.