By the time Pepper had arrived at Ms. Darke's Citadel, things were already bustling.
"Clients" were milling around, and around them various waitresses in tight low-cut outfits moved. Pepper licked her lips as she gazed at the stage. Various gorgeous ladies were performing strip teases, dancing around poles to wet people's appetites for the main show.
Pepper was wearing a black wig, and hoped no one recognized her. Other ladies there were keeping their identities secret in more prominent ways: such as Mystique, who just appeared as a regular woman, or Susan Richards, who was actually invisible, not wanting anyone to see her returning to the "tender mercies" of Big Jen.
While Pepper scanned the place, someone else, clad all in white, sauntered into the building.
"Can I take your hat and coat."
"Here you go, dear," Emma Frost said, handing her trenchcoat and fedora to the girl.
Emma had heard about some thing that were going on here and decided to investigate. She was dressed in a stylish and somewhat masculine white suit, incomplete with jacket and tie.
The powerful woman lit a cigarette and sauntered to the bar. Time to have some fun.
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