Stokers || Kitty & Andrea
@andrea-cromwell TIME: 11pm
It was not the first time that Kitty had visited Stoker, but it had been over a year, and she was anticipating a warm response from at least the members if staff who had been there a few years. Kitty Francia was known to spend more in one night than most people made in a year, tips being half of that spending, and so the majority of the damage and trouble she had caused were generally forgiven. It also helped that she was actually nice to the staff, if a little annoying.
In advance of her arrival, she had texted the manager making sure that the bar had plenty of champagne – Kristal, of course – and had dressed for the occasion. Her blonde hair was pulled back into two long French braids either side of her head. She wore a hot pink jumpsuit with a wide low V-neck, and slits from the cuff of the sleeves, to the shoulders which meant when she moved the soft, stiff fabric billowed behind her like a waist length cape. The trousers swelled along the leg, revealing brilliant white open toed sandal heals. The outfit leant its wearer an air of masculine femininity only exaggerated by Kitty’s confident, hand in pants pocket, stride.
When she pushed open Stoker’s doors, it wasn’t just the smug smile on her face, or the loud outfit, or even just her confidence, but a combination of all three, which drew attention from the patrons already situated inside the bar. Kitty did not need to glance around to know all eyes were on her, that had been her intention when making her entrance; to attract attention, and she knew she had been successful.
“Champagne please” the old vampire’s loud voice rang out as she reached the bar. She could hear the grinding of staff members teeth when she called out. She had been there five seconds and already had irritated at least two staff members. Kitty grinned, showing all of her teeth, including the long snake like fangs that shimmered beneath the dim lighting.
