"I need you to be in charge of our VIP guests," the club manager told Priscilla, who had been going back and forth serving cocktails.
"Okay Thomas" she nodded.
"If you do well and make them come back next time, I'll increase your pay. They are one of the big catches," Thomas added, and patted Priscilla lightly on her shoulder.
Priscilla, who was desperate for money and would do anything for it, prepared herself to go attend to their VIP guests. She smoothed her clothes with her hand and combed her hair with her fingers. If they were really what Thomas said they were, she needed to look okay. She was happy her pay would be increased. The smile she had been forcing suddenly became sincere, as she walked towards where the VIP guests were.
The excitement she had been feeling all disappear
