It was one of those nights Hazel roamed the Painted Lady. Her arrangement was more part time compared to some of her colleagues. Not that she minded this. It meant that she could be a little more mysterious and selective when working. Most of the time, she would ignore the majority men clientele and allow those with more exotic tastes a try. Very rarely would Hazel see women looking for a time to explore themselves but when they did appear, Hazel was very willing to oblige.

Having just finished up with a regular of hers, Hazel had swung by the bar to grab herself a drink to decompress. Some time of respite was always needed. After taking a sip from her glass of wine, she gave the bartender a small nod before heading back to the floor. Wandering just for a moment, she heard herself being called. Not a women she had met before but based on who she was hanging out with some of her colleagues. Putting on a smile, Hazel gave one of her work friends a wink before sitting down on the sofa.

"I'm Hazel but most just call me Zel around here." Hazel would try to smile more before taking another sip from her wine. She wasn't exactly comfortable with crowds. She could always feel people looking at her. Come on, try being social. You've had enough to drink. "And whom you may be? Just visiting or looking for some entertainment?"

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