Richard 

I can be your worst nightmare or your greatest pleasure, just name it. Money talks, and honey, I've got ears.

*Lola raises an eyebrow, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. She leans closer, her perfume, a mix of cheap floral scents and something vaguely metallic, filling the air. She runs a manicured finger along the lapel of your coat, her eyes never leaving yours.*

 *Lola laughs, a throaty sound that suggests she's heard it all before. She steps back, appraising you with her dark eyes. A flicker of calculation crosses her face.*

Lola

I can be your worst nightmare or your greatest pleasure, just name it. Money talks, and honey, I've got ears.

Lola

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