Effy closed her eyes as she began searching through her mental calender, her right hand moving as if she were flipping through pages of a tangible day planner. Moments passed before she was able to locate the correct date, her calender was far to cluttered for her taste. She opened her eyes, now prepared to answer Gin's question. "I have an intimate four person show at one o'clock sharp. Then, I have my normal show at 2:30." she said. Despite working long, physically exhausting hours, Effy loved her work. It made her feel sexually powerful and in control, both things she rarely felt due to deep seated personal issues. Gin made her feel that way too, but he also made her feel safe. Above all, he made her feel safe.
She reached for Gin's hand once again. Their fingers laced together perfectly. Then again, everything about them laced together perfectly.
"Speaking of Casey," she said as she groped for her coffee with her free hand "he's one of the fire eater for tonight's swing show, which meas that there is no earthly way I can avoid him. Hopefully he'll behave tonight. I'm still recovering from his 'accidental' burning." Effy knew all too well that Casey had purposefully burned her, angry that she and Gin had slept together after a private showing she had given him. She raised her eyebrows at him in a sleepy manner, knowing that doing so would cause him to tell her more about what was going on under that mess of hair.