pay your dues

She regards him almost warmly. Her eyes shining with something like mischief. Definitely approval. She's seen him around plenty. Knows he comes and goes often. A captain if the rumors are true. "Maeve. You can ask for Maeve." She suddenly reaches into the small bit of cleavage on display, drawing a silver coin from between her breasts. It's warm to the touch and imprinted with a flower of some sort. She passes it to him, "Give the receptionist this and I'll be yours for the evening. Bring me back something pretty and I'll be happy to give you a little discount..." There is a pause and another arched brow greets him as she waits for his name on return.