6 pm, November 9th, Las Vegas Strip
Scarlett led the group into the hotel, first going through the casino area, a section filled with slot machines and bottle girls. Scarlett had let go of Marcus' hand and left him with Billy, while she went to check in. Saya had come with the girl, as she was the only other person who understood the importance of where they were. Scarlett leaned against the reception desk.
"Name." The lady at the desk quickly went to her keyboard, waiting for a response.
"Delgado."
With that the lady looks up, grabbing a black keycard from under her desk. "Ms. Delgado, here you are."
Scarlett refuses. "I booked a different room for tonight, a double bed." The lady brings the card back down.
"I see, my apologies." She types on her keyboard, before handing her two copies of a normal keycard. "You're booked for a double suite, room 304." Scarlett nods and takes the keycards, thanking the lady.
Saya watches the girl with curiosity. "What was that other keycard?" Scarlett passes a card to Saya, who places it in her jean pocket.
Scarlett places the other keycard into her jacket. "Uh, it's a private room they have. Only three of those rooms, my fathers, mine, and one that was supposed to be for Rory."
"Oh" Saya looks down, feeling slightly guilty for asking. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be." Scarlett looks up at the girl. "The room is occupied now, for my top employee out here in Vegas. She runs practically the whole strip for me."
The walk towards the bar and Saya takes notice of a tall woman, her complexion is dark and her skin glows under the casino light. She smiles at one of the male patrons as she wipes down a table, her white button up sleeves rolled to her elbows. She wears a pair of black hot pants, and the top of her shirt rests unbuttoned. Her orange curls rest beautifully on her head, slight streaks of blonde in her fro. Her neck is adorned with a lot of gold jewelry, and a few gold rings on her fingers to match.
Scarlett makes it to the bar when the bartender's back is to them. "What can I get you hun?" Her voice is as soft as her honey hair, and Saya just looks at the girl in awe.
"Security for the night?" With that, the bartender turns and takes notice of Scarlett, her boss.
"Sugar, you're finally here." She throws the rag on her shoulder as she leans against the clean wooden counter, leaning to Saya. "And who's this pretty little lady you brought with you?" She holds a manicured hand out to Saya. "Nora Beckett."
Saya's face flushes as he shakes her hand. "Saya Kuroki."
"Nice to meet you, Saya." She kisses the girl's hand and goes back to Scarlett. "Sugar, I can't put security in front of a normal room."
"Not for the room, for my meeting."
"I already have that covered. Tony called me earlier, begging for that." She laughs as she recollects the call she had with Scarletts primary bodyguard. "With all that whining I'm surprised he isn't with you." She looks over to Saya, as she finishes up a drink, sliding it over to one of the waitresses, who takes a tray full to a table. "Not that I'm complaining about who you did bring." She winks over to Saya, flashing a smile, her gold smiley visible under her lined lips.
"She's not into women, Nora." Saya's face turns bright red as she realizes what Nora was doing.
"Really?" She points at her. "Are you sure? She's not into women or," Nora points to Scarlett "-she's just not into you." Nora smiles cheekily.
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Red Roses ~Marcus Lopez Arguello
Fanfiction"Year by year, it doesn't hurt so much anymore. Whatever effect it had is mixed in like dye. Like a White Rose dyed red." ...
