#ccsemberclub

"If money is your goal, certainly."

"Yeah, fair point there man. " he sighs "I guess it beats an office job"

"What do you think of our entertainment tonight?"

"I think she's the more gorgeous woman I've seen in years but don';t tell my wife. And her voice really stirs me you know? " Then he offers a hand "I'm Oliver... this place is wonderful, like a touch of old chicago class"

"Oliver, my pleasure..... would you like to meet her?"

"I'd be honored" He grins

He motions to a staff member and murmurs to them, then turns back to Oliver. "A pity your wife does not enjoy this sort of thing."

"yeah...she's kind of a homebody. I know it's old fashioned, but nice to show her off now and then right?"

"Oh, certainly."

Emerson keeps an eye on the crowd, noting any changes in behaviors or the vibe of the room.

His lady has burred the glamour to trigger later... in their lives in the next week. No point in having a riot in here. A FEW seem more rebellious but nothing security can't handle.

He smiles to himself.

CC comes into view and ground level, radiant. Oliver's jaw drops again.

Emerson rises and gets the chair for her. "Miss CC......"

"Emerson," She purrs, "And who is this fine fellow?"

"This is Oliver. Oliver, Miss CC."

"CHarmed" She offers her hand.

He shakes it, then kicks himself for a missed opportunity "Likewise. Your voice is a amazing."

"you are so sweet to say" She smiles at him, then shoots a curious glance at Emerson. Oh the language is clear. She's curious what Emerson hopes to do with this fellow

"Oliver was just saying that unfortunately his wife does not enjoy this sort of thing."

"oh, that's a shame, not a jazz fan?" She says.

"Not a fan of going out much at all" he says "I don't know, some women get more out going, some get more... shy"

"Oh my, the poor dear." CC says.

"I mentioned that while there's nothing wrong with a couple having independent interests, one can also seek someone else who's interests are more aligned. Martini, Miss CC?"

'Yes, please." She smiles to him "You know how I like it." She takes Emersons' hand, head slightlly obscured enough so she can whisper "What ever do you want me to do, darling?"

"Have fun." he murmurs back "He wants you." And off he goes.

A laugh then she turns to attend Oliver.

Emerson bustles back with a tray; martini, and two beers, and serves them all.

When he returns, he can be impressed, Oliver isn't worshiping her ... yet.

He sits as well, watching the interplay with a bright eye.

Within a half hour however, Oliver is flirting back, and clearly enamoured. CC smilles and strokes his hand and then says "watch the lights" and his eyes glaze over.

William is smirking.

CC smiles and look at Emerson, "Darling, is this how you want to spend our Samhain, me seducing this fellow? I can if you're feeling voyerouistic ...heck, WITH magic I can take him as a pet....or visit his wife and have her showing herself on webcams while he cheers her on, or introduce him to a woman here... but without well...I'm going to forget this evening likely"

"Can you redirect him? There are others in the room he might enjoy. And we could go on to enjoy others....."

"mmm... yes... I think I can..." Her eyes fall onto a woman who is bobbing her head, eyes closed as music plays. "Someone to share their love of this place with."

"Yesssss....."

"Watch me work..."

"You know I love to...." and he quiets.

Ten minutes later she sits down grumbling "Okay. That did not work. I didn't know she was a lesbian"

"Oh dear.... how did I miss that??" He looks over.

"I can't.. oh!" A thought.. "Hell with it it, it's only for one night. Let me try something else. "

William still seems lost but....

CC cheats.. really. a bit of dross, a bit of magic... and Oliver becomes Olive. A hard working blue collar gal...

An eyebrow. "Oh Dearest...." impressed and even aroused.

And suddenly Denise is... interested! They hit it off soon and fast.

William absolutely chortles. "Delicious."

CC takes his hand, "What, didn't know I could do that?" She grins "It's just another form of transformation."

"Oh, I knew.... two of our bouncers had a romance on the plane to Ireland... but the depths to which you'll go are wonderful." He kisses her knuckles. "Can we do the whole room?"

"You knave," She grins, "you scoundrel... well, yes. Shall we go all lesbian tonight or simply swap for the others?"

"No, let's see what each might be tempted to...." And he turns that eye to the room. "Between your song and Arts, and my insight..... are you open to a few private performances?"