*She does roll her eyes and sighs a bit* I just, fuck, I dunno, was kinda needin' a little *She sighs and looks away* A little cash, I know I have no place in asking you for it, but. *She looks up at him and frowns* I'm tired, and I need food *She crosses her arms over her chest and pouts a bit, so obviously not used to having to ask for anything, from anyone, she scowls at him, or maybe it's towards herself*

Gand actually grins. He figured shed be here waving an HIV test at him or something. Money is easy, money is nothing...

'Hmm... tell you what..' He trails off, circling his desk and sitting his oversized chair. He digs something out of the drawer and becons her over.

*She nods and stands, moving to him slowly, her eyes looking over to see exactly what it is he has before she gets too close. She knows him well enough to not trust him right away*

He has a stack of bills, banded twenties it looks like. A thousand dollar cluster, and a key ring with just one key on it. Hes scribling down an address, but she should know the place. His "studio" where he took her and photographed her... among other things so long ago.

'Noones used the studio for weeks you can crash there until you find a place..' he offers. Sliding her the stack of bills, key and address.

It is odd for him to offer something so easily... He will either want something in the future or has ulterior motives here... she knows him well enough to see that...

*She backs away a bit and frowns* Gand, really, I can't accept this much, I just needed something for a meal tonight. And besides, If we wait for me to find a place then I'll be there forever. *She does reach out for it, it would be so nice to sleep in a bed tonight* I can't get a place. *She sets her jaw tight, not wanting to tell him any more than that*

He waves off her rejections.

'Consider it, never dance the same, tax.' He shrugs a bit.

'And im not saying live there... just crash a day or two. Whatever you need to to. Just dont fuck the place up... or ill break your other leg.' He says with a sweet smile..

*She sneers at him and grabs up the cash, key, and address* Yeah, ok, you uh..gunna throw in any powder? *She returns his sweet smile with a nice crooked one of her own*

'Check under the sink..' He tells her, shoving his things back in his drawers.

Hes lying of course, shed be hard pressed to find a spare lightbulb in there, but hes given enough handouts for one night..

Hmph, well thanks *She leans over to offer him a nice little kiss on the cheek* I guess I'll be making this up to later.

'Tit for Tat my dear...' He tells her, leaning back in his chair.

'Dont forget to lock up, downtowns been a little weird lately.' He warns. 'Try and get some rest...ok?'

I will, thank you *She moves that kiss to his lips before she turns and heads out, ignoring the women who make a mockery of her art. She moves to the bar and gives Rachel a $20 for a tip, then heads out to her car and is soon gone*

Gand watches as Karlie leaves on the security cameras... He spins his chair around and calls out to the next room, and more importantly his red headed oracle...

'Aiden Dear... Your -positive- that bloodsucking bitch will be looking for me at the studio first?...'