After booking a room at the hotel, Laine threw a handful of Silver Coins at the three prostitutes standing on the street: "Ladies, I don't want to do anything, I just want to chat with you. If you're willing, this money is yours, if not..."
The three prostitutes looked a bit disappointed, exchanging glances with each other, but ultimately agreed promptly because of the money: "Of course! Mr. Rhodes, you can certainly pay us just to chat."
"Very good!" Laine motioned for the three women to sit down. He poured himself a glass of wine and sat on the other side of the room: "How's business? Ladies? I don't see many customers around."
"How many customers can we get this time of year? There aren't many generous gentlemen like Mr. Rhodes who only want to chat~" One prostitute gave a coquettish smile; Laine felt a wave of disgust but suppressed his discomfort, saying, "You're lucky today; I just don't want to do anything."
