[Fey]

"Whatever you want to do darling!" A second set of glasses slid down beside her elbow and she drank them without looking. "The night is young, the cops are slow, and I'm up for an adventure or two." Reaching into the deep cleavage of her shirt she extracted a bill and tucked it under the shot glasses she'd piled up. A glance would show it to be a $100 bill, but unconcerned she slipped off the stool and bumped up next to him. "So, have anything in mind?"