She stood facing the large window, her back to him, dressed in a blazing red gown, her back showing indifference and elegance. "Why?" She asked him. "Because you are a citizen of this country, and we all have to help if it's needed," Dave replied. Lips turned up sarcastically, and she scoffed. And what business do I have with the country? I don't give a darn about this country and the safety of the people! I am just a prostitute in a clubhouse, remember? Oops! I forgot! She tapped her forehead, Am just a dirty woman, her red lips parted in laughter. "I have no time for jokes, woman! The country calls for you, and you have to do it." The man replied, more powerful. Her eyes trembled facing the window but covered it with laughter. "You know what, Martial? Why don't we talk about me working for you, and not for the country? Maybe I will consider working for a gorgeous man like you" She teased as she winked at him with her lip curled up provocatively.