Ning looked at the piece of paper in front of him. On it was written the prices of food and drinks, as well as the price of calling additional girls to the room if they wished for it.
The girl to his side continued playing the stringed instrument, feeling the room with a vibe that Ning hadn't felt in a very long time.
"I don't believe I have seen you here before, sir. Is this your first time?" the girl asked.
"First, and most likely last," Ning said.
"Oh, that's not fun," the girl said with a worried tone to her voice. "Is something troubling you?"
Ning sighed. "Okay, listen. I'm not here for any of this. I know what you're trying to do and I can tell you there's no need for it," he said. "I came here looking for information that I've been told I can get here. Can you help me?"
