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[takecourage]

Slow nights are the worst. Alex does her set and then comes out into the club proper, another hour and change on her shift and finds herself with slim prospects for lapdances. Her outfit is relatively conservative - a black sheath dress and heels. She wanders over to the bar and leans her weight on her elbows.

"Can I get a drink or something, Reggie?" She says.