Neon and Chrome

“I have no idea if anything you say is important. All I know is I get a lot of stupid comments from people in both my lines of work, so I’m just waiting for it to come.”

“Sounds like  you have a way with the old guys.” She teased.

“What can I say? Must just come naturally to me. I mean I do have the exotic dancer advantage there.” 

“Why are you just giving me money for work I haven’t done?” she asked, thinking it was weird even for Leo. And part of her was scared that if Tony found out she’d end up in shit for it. “Well maybe you don’t, but I’m pretty sure your brother does. I’m sure most people do. Fine, I won’t use your product,” she sighed. “Not that I could as it stands.” 

“Forget it, keep your damn money. I’m not taking it without doing the work, not with what you think of me already. Hell I came to give you the money from the last damn shipment, not to have you throw more at me.” She rolled her eyes. “If he’s in a good a mood as you I think I’ll pass. It’s not like I’d get anywhere with him. He think’s I’m scum too, don’t think I don’t know that’s what you think of me.” 

Daisy cracked a smile. “Well I hope so,” She then finished up wrapping her arm. “Where you able to get that guy back on your side?”

“I’m not even going to ask what happened. I don’t want to know.” She tucked some hair behind her ear. “Yeah, people alway come back for the good stuff. Throw in a freebie as an apology and he’s back in the palm of my hand.” 

“Well done to you. You know what? At this point in time I couldn’t give less of a fuck about the money and the shipment. I dunno how Tony’s feeling, I’d tread carefully though, his girlfriend almost got killed, he might be looking for blood. Still, if you’d rather deal with him, be my guest.”

“The money and shipment may not matter to you, but you’re not going to notice if that money goes from your life. I can’t afford to live without my cut from the shipments. I honestly thought you were the better of my bosses, the nice one, and right now I think Alec’s got you beat. Actually I’d rather deal with Sonny, Im pretty sure he’s the only one of you that isn’t pissed off at me. But it seems your my best option right now. Please just tell me when the next shipment is.”

“Well, my apologies that your drug dealing boss isn’t up to standards. You wanna file a complaint while we’re here? At the risk of sounding like a complete asshole, I really don’t care. We all know you have a pick me up before you hit your other job anyway, it’s not like you can keep your hands off the fucking stuff.”

“Oh fuck off. I haven’t touched any of the latest shipment, and I can’t, because I’m fucking good at my job and sold out. That’s why I wanted to talk to you, to fucking double check when the next shipment comes in and to hand over your damn money. But if you’re in such a fucking bad mood I’ll just turn around and leave. Maybe your big brother will be in a better mood.”

“Blood money…? Oh, It’s you.” she said with a slight smirk. “How’s life?”

“Yeah,  it’s me. It’s going a lot better than yours by the looks of your arm.”

“Well, you see, I come to you to talk about business, you being all pissy and gloomy really does put a downer on things. Which sucks because this is the job I actually like. And when I then have to go to the other one I need a little pick-me-up before I can even think about going on stage in front of those pervs.”

“Yes, I know how this looks and staring at my fucked up arm isn’t fucking helping.”

"Cool it, blood money, I wasn’t staring.”

“Notice all you want, you’re just not supposed to point it out. Besides, it doesn’t matter.”

“It really puts a downer on business, that makes it matter to me.”

“Is it any of your business?”

“What? I’m not allowed to notice my boss is pissy most of the time? It really brings a downer on business, you know?”