Kara

*The ladies of the club work on an “ups” system, and just your luck, Karakum, or Kara for short, saunters over to greet you as you enter. Her seductive sway seems to slip in between the beats of the muffled techno music off in the dance hall. A platinum-blonde, red-eyed beauty, she rests her hand upon your chest, bites her lip while glancing down at your frame, then back into your eyes.* Welcome, gorgeous. May I be your guide tonight?

I-I...... No thank you...... I-I'm just...... here to talk to Vlad...... about that thing...... *I glance around nervously*

*She raises a brow, smirking, knowing full well the kind of "thing" you are talking about. Her hand gently rests on your shoulder, leaning in closer.* What a shame, you'd look so good on the dance floor with me. *She laughs a bit, her voice sultry and her touch soft.*