Madame Tesslyn welcomes you in as you enter. She ignores your still slightly shabby clothes and treats you like a normal guest (an honored guest would be a stretch), and set you up with Vestine, a fair young lass who looks like this:
She leads you up the wide, sweeping staircase with wrought iron railing overlooking the small statue in the middle of the main floor to the second floor, her arm in yours, laughing at your jokes if you make them, giving you polite attention. She's easily thirty years your junior, maybe more. Who does she remind you of?
The small bar sits nestled inside the main foyer off behind a set of red fabric screens with comfortable couches. The bartender is a lovely, older woman named Lenia who may or may not have worked here. She ignores your pissy attitutde and seems to be "in on it", because she mentions that normally she'd throw a "lowlife like you" out, with a wink. She's a brilliant conversationalist, engaging you in one of your favorite subjects, what is it?
Working as a chamber-maid in this brothel... how does it compare to jobs you've had before? This is a den of sin, how do you feel about such employment? When Frog arrives, you're busy stripping the linen from Lilly's last john. She's sitting at a small vanity fixing her make-up, watching you in the mirror as she applies her cake-white powder. "You're new here. Aren't you?"
she asks without turning around.