"I believe we are both benefiting from this venture. Which, therefore, makes us business partners." Annabell kept up the accent, glancing over her shoulder at him. "I am also suspecting that this woman friend of yours is your wife? Given what sticked out in that conversation." She smirked playfully at him before turning up the stairs to go to the landing.

The landing was lined with doors. Annabell quickly moved to one and inserted the key in it, pushing it open with the tips of her fingers. Beyond the door was a booth that sat above the show below, but a layer of glass stood at the edge of the railing. Double sided glass too to hide what could happen in the booth. How scandalous.

Annabell shrugged her coat off and draped it over the back of the chair. "Well," her natural accent came back. "It looks like it is time to get to work."