Olivia's entourage entered through the backdoor of Cultural Center. With a dozen security detail in tow, the men blocked their madam from all prying eyes.
A little lass with a name pin 'Yana' welcomed the entourage through the backdoor and ushered them to their booth on the balcony floor. Although this was Yana's third job for the day and she's on the brink of exhaustion that her legs were starting to sleep on its own, she kept a smile on her face and walked along the long and winding corridors. She was told that they have two VVIP guests tonight and Olivia was the VVIP that she luckily picked. With a smile on her face as if her feet was not in pain from a daylong of standing in heels, she opened the booth's door for Olivia's entourage.
