"Help Wanted" the sign had said and drawn her in. Now that she was inside, though, Maddie was starting to have second thoughts. The sign had said to ask for "Luke" and frankly, the flamboyantly dressed crossdresser was the only man in the room.
Well, it wasn't like she hadn't dealt with them before. And if the place was this plush, well, perhaps there would be plenty of tips and money to be made.
Swallowing down her own jitters, Maddie approached the man...woman...person and smiled softly.
"Excuse me. I couldn't help but notice that there was a help wanted sign on the door..."
At least if she didn't get this job she could always say it was for the best.
"SHH!" Luke quickly hushed the woman (another one who looked a mess-- sigh, what was WITH women today?), wanting to listen to the girl finish her song. It would be rude to interrupt. He wondered if the dark haired girl was a fan of his? Maybe she remembered his hit, "Mud Slide Into Love"? No, fan of his were few and far between. She probably just wanted a job or something.
How boring. Like her hairstyle.
Some lucky day He may come back again So until then I'm trav'lin' light...
"Okay," he said in a hushed voice, though enthralled with the red head's performance. Nice voices always gave him shivers. "What can I do for you, honey?"
Well. Apparently he wanted to listen to the song. Maddie hushed up immediately and did her best not to look cowed. It wouldn't be good to look too timid in front of a potential employer. Even though this town gave her plenty of reasons to be edgy.
"I was wondering if the position advertised on the help wanted sign was still available. I'm in need of work and willing to do anything." She paused. "Well, anything legal."
There was no telling what a man dressed like a woman would ask her to do. The hag cackled at the thoughts racing through her head and Maddie smiled broader to ignore the rants.
Luke's eyes raked over Maddie critically. She could use a lot of work but maybe he could take her under his wing. He was a giving soul, so kind and so pure to help someone as pathetic as this. She had split ends. It was so, so sad.
"Sing something. Any song you know. But sing it softly-- we don't want to take the spotlight away from our performer."
It was a simple enough test and if she had any bad intentions, he would know instantly. He wanted a hard worker, yes, but he wanted someone loyal. Loyalty went a long way with him.
Emily had promised Gen she'd come listen to her sing, so here she was. ...And she was thinking she probably needed to start getting more details about these places she followed Gen to. First a bar and now this unique place. (Look at that lady's pink hair! Was that a wig? How'd she get it so bright? It was kinda cool.But insecurities were filtered aside when Emily took note of the singing she heard and the redhead on the stage doing it. Gen was...wonderful! Such a strong and clear voice that sent a warm, wistful shiver right into the center of Emily's chest as she remembered a time when she also used to... Listening made the music in her feel like it might also again
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Well, it wasn't like she hadn't dealt with them before. And if the place was this plush, well, perhaps there would be plenty of tips and money to be made.
Swallowing down her own jitters, Maddie approached the man...woman...person and smiled softly.
"Excuse me. I couldn't help but notice that there was a help wanted sign on the door..."
At least if she didn't get this job she could always say it was for the best.
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How boring. Like her hairstyle.
Some lucky day
He may come back again
So until then
I'm trav'lin' light...
"Okay," he said in a hushed voice, though enthralled with the red head's performance. Nice voices always gave him shivers. "What can I do for you, honey?"
Besides a complete makeover.
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"I was wondering if the position advertised on the help wanted sign was still available. I'm in need of work and willing to do anything." She paused. "Well, anything legal."
There was no telling what a man dressed like a woman would ask her to do. The hag cackled at the thoughts racing through her head and Maddie smiled broader to ignore the rants.
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"Sing something. Any song you know. But sing it softly-- we don't want to take the spotlight away from our performer."
It was a simple enough test and if she had any bad intentions, he would know instantly. He wanted a hard worker, yes, but he wanted someone loyal. Loyalty went a long way with him.
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