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the gallery
surrounding the hall at the top of the stairs, feeling like I've
stepped into another world. Then I close my eyes, grit my teeth, and
set my sights on the door to the bar that Alice has just wandered
through.

    Chapter Five

    “ So you're the new girl?” says Alice, looking me up
and down. Her eyes cover every inch my me, stopping here and there,
as if sizing me up. “Yeah, you'll do fine here.”
    She's older than me, maybe in her late 20's, but
stunningly gorgeous. Like me, she's blonde with blue eyes, but hers
are a little brighter, a little more sparkling. She stands an inch or
two taller as well, and her features aren't quite so soft as mine,
marginally more angular. In a word, I'd call her beautiful to my
being cute.
    I'm standing in the room beyond the main social chamber,
which is also incredibly lavish, but slightly more functional.
There's a long bar running along the top wall, containing just about
every type of alcohol I could imagine. Beyond, Alice tells me, are
more stock rooms leading out of here, and a kitchen where delicious
foods are prepared.
    “ Do they ever come in here?” I ask.
    Alice nods. “Sometimes they do. It really depends on
the man. Some like to come and fetch their own drinks, which, of
course, is their prerogative. Others prefer to only be served. Some
only like to be served by a specific girl.”
    I raise my eyebrows.
    “ When a billionaire takes a fancy to you, you don't
question it. If one of them wishes you to serve them, make sure you
give them extra attention, OK.”
    I nod, jotting things down in my head as I go. Luckily,
my good memory serves me well in that respect.
    “ So, you're just here to be a waitress?” Alice asks.
    I nod. “What else is there?”
    “ Never you mind Belle.”
    She begins leading me around the room, and through into
the rooms leading away; stock rooms, a large, sprawling kitchen,
various others that don't seem to have much use.
    “ This side of the floor is for us, for the servers.
This is where you'll prepare all of the drinks and deliver any orders
to the kitchen. Remember, here it's all about personal service.
Always be smiling, always be charming. Never, ever bite or get angry
no matter what one of them says to you. Can you take that?”
    “ Well, I've worked in bars before. I've been called
all sorts of names...”
    “ And did you retaliate?”
    I think a couple of years back, to when I was first of
drinking age and legally allowed to work in a bar. One night my
temper got the better of me and I engaged in a slanging match with
one of the bar's regulars. That was my last shift at that place.
    “ No,” I say, “of course not.”
    Her lingering looks suggests she can tell that I'm
lying.
    “ Well, if you do that here you won't last the night.
These men are incredibly powerful, and many of them don't respect
serving staff like us. You may get some offensive remarks thrown at
you, especially when they've had a few drinks and, in particular,
watch out for the younger ones. You'll get plenty of compliments too,
of course, so just learn to filter everything through and ignore it.
Just smile, be polite, and you'll do fine.”
    “ Anything else?”
    “ Sure. Memorize every damn drink in the book. It will
help. Mostly they just want whiskey and brandy and champagne, but
some of them are a bit more, how should I say, fruity. Expect some
strange cocktails. There's a book behind the bar that lists them
all.”
    “ Got it,” I say confidently, although inside I'm
already screaming. My previous stints behind bars have hardly been in
cocktail joints. Mainly just pouring beers and handing out chips.
    With a swish of her hair, Alice begins making her way
back toward the door to the social chamber. She stops before reaching
the door.
    “ One more thing. Don't hassle anyone. Just float
around, and be as sexy as you can. We're not only here to serve
drinks. We're here to be gorgeous. We're here to please these men, do
you understand?”
    I nod,