#golden bast: $1000 liquor with orange soda and cream

[diamondiskitty]

“You strike me as a woman who isn’t comfortable with this fakery,” Selina mused, “but there are ways to make this a game.” She began making a cocktail, grabbing the most expensive ingredients she could find (ones that had been designated for the exclusive, high-roller clients).

“Take the silent auction, for example. If you keep your eyes open long enough, you see the same people bidding on the fertility statue are the same bidding on the time-share in Denmark’s red district,” Selina gossiped, leaning forward with a smile. “And the same men gathered,” she smirked, “very seriously around a Monet, discussing fine art, were doing the exact same around a worthless student art piece only a moment ago.”

Selina finished the cocktail and took a sip. “Want one? It’s a specialty. The Golden Bast. I only make it for people who I think might actually enjoy it.”

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“Quite a safe bet,” Selena replied to the unknown woman beside her, “you’ve either never been to one of these things or you’ve been to far too many.”

Selena tugged on the collar of her uniform, which indicated she was dressed as a member of the staff. Normally, she wore these types of disguises to keep from drawing attention to herself, but the guests were still mingling too close to her target and she was bored. Besides, there was something about this woman that she could sense… was fun.

She put her hands behind her back, a gesture that made it seem like she was doing a job even though she wasn’t, and leaned closer to the woman in a conspiratory fashion. “I prefer when these things… get livelier,” Selena whispered, “reminds you these fat cats are no better than the strays.”

Kate chuckled. “Definitely far to many of these, although really, one is more than enough.” Kate smiled at the women behind the counter and leaned in closer when she did. Kate actually burst into a fit of laughter at “fat cats are no better than the strays”. She glanced around and noticed the glares sent in her direction. She dropped her voice to a whisper. “They all pretend they are house trained, like it’s some big secret, but when they want something the claws will come out. Every single one of them are the exact same, and it’s so stupid. Which is why I always keep my claws out”