Whips and Chains

*The Jasmine Sakura hotel lobby and bar is bright gold*

*Siren shielded her eyes*

Siren: Too damn bright.

Chris: Stay focused here.

*Siren glares at him*

*Mike clears his throat*

Mike: Your target is that man at the bar over there.

*He points to a man over at the bar dressed in a nice black suit. The target looks nervous with his dyed black hair all slicked back. His hand shakes as he holds an empty glass*

*Siren gives him an odd look*

Siren: Him? That guy?

Mike: That's correct.

*Siren tilts her head*

Siren: What about him?

Mike: He's a tech giant that is monopolizing all of the shares to the companies. The little guys can't grow like they want. My client wants him to break up his company and help the little guys help get a piece of that pie.

*Siren makes a face at him*

Siren: So, your client wants the business for himself from the big meany?

Mike: Pretty much.

Siren: And why are we doing this again?

Mike: It's for an old buddy of mine. Plus, he's paying well.

*Siren frowns at him*

Siren: Figures. And why do I need to be involved with this?

*Mike pats her on her lower back*

Mike: You are going to loosen him up, flirt with him, maybe entertain him.

*Siren gives him an odd look*

Siren: You've got to be joking!

Mike: Nope.

Siren: You're telling me that I have to whore myself for some man so you can get paid?!

Mike: We're getting paid and you're not whoring yourself. Just being nice to me. Come on, the pay will be sweet.

*Siren frowns and rolls his eyes*

Siren: Fine. But, this will be my last job.

*Mike smirks as she walks up to the bar*

Mike: Good luck! And don't forget to smile!

*Siren flips him off and keeps walking*