Introducing Serena to Dany

 Trent: "Apparently, I am an evil person because I want to introduce my friend who fucks and kills women to my friend who's a functionally invincible prostitute. I disagree. I'm a good, such a good, real good person.

"..... Why do I have like a bad feeling in my stomach just hearing you fucking say that shit?" Dany asked giving the other a bit of a suspicious look.

Trent tilted his head. "Aww, we were getting along last night. And Serena's precious. Just... don't mess with her hair, clothes, or makeup, and she doesn't take rejection well." He grinned as if this was completely normal.

Nathaniel: "No, no, the Viking is right."

Trent tsked. "Don't be mean, little bug," he scolded Nathaniel.

"I feel like the warnings outweigh the excitement right now. Not to mention why in all of Midgard do I strike you as someone who wants to spend my time talking to this female? Is she going to suck my dick?" Dany replied a bit serious up until the last part when he finally actually cracked a faint smirk.

"Of course I will," a soft voice sounded from behind the rugged man. Large teal eyes devoured his muscles, and she lifted a hand delicately as though just barely restraining herself from reaching out to touch him. After a moment, she regained her composure and held her hand out smoothly. "I'm Serena. And we don't have to talk, if you don't want to."

Dany: Hearing the females voice he slightly stiffened for a moment. Then slowly his eyes shifted towards her with a bit of a suspicious look at first as if taking her in slowly from her fair features down to every inch of her body. Slowly a smirk drifted across his thin lips as he completely shifted to face face her. "Well aren't aren't you a sight for sore eyes" He whispered as he instead seemed to ignore her hand and slowly moved to circle her like a predator might it's prey. Only stopping once he was just behind her to her left "What's the catch gorgeous?... You're friend here? I hardly know. Why would he gift me something so beautiful and willing" He whispered again. This time having moved so close his breath brushed softly across her ear and neck as he spoke.

Serena laughed airily. "That's easy. I'm $3,200 a night. The idea is to price out the lower elements and those with bad hygiene." Her tone was teasing. She might *consider* waiving the fee for him, especially as he came recommended by her best friend and longtime crush, but she wasn't dumb enough to say that in so many words, lest she be overheard by other potential clients. She definitely liked the way he circled her, moving closer and... ooh, that was delicious....

"And... You are? You don't have to give me your real name, of course, but I'd like to have something to call you," she murmured, tilting her head to touch his shoulder.