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“This part is all electronic,” Evan continues, moving over to me. “We have special lighted trays and an app ordering system.” He holds the camera in place and glances at me over the lens. His eyes rake down my body, examining my bondage dress in the same plumb shade as my hair, and my ungodly sexy black heels with a cage of straps rising all the way to my thighs. I’ve never felt more like an anime character before, and it’s glorious.
“How does it work?” I ask, bracing myself for the flash of light. He snaps it, and stars explode in my vision for a few seconds.
“I’ll demonstrate,” he says, pushing several buttons on his camera before setting it back down. “Come here.” We follow him over to the table, and he turns on three round lighted trays. Green, purple, and yellow. He pulls out his phone.
“Not everyone has access to this app,” he says, showing me the screen. “People order drinks, and the order gets sent to the Galaxy Bar. That’s where you operate out of. The only bar you operate out of. Understand?”
I nod.
“The club has eight bars over three floors. This is your area. If you bring anyone else your drink orders, they won’t fillthem. You have to go to the Galaxy.” He types something into the app, then turns the purple tray so I can see the surface.
In the center of the round tray are five smaller circles. As soon as Evan hits send on the app, one of the circles lights up with a bright number one encircled with a red ring.
“On the customer’s end, they get a number, a barcode, a color, and a photo of you. The color around the photo is your tray for the night. The photo confirms that they have the correct server. The front of the tray is a scanner.” He taps the front of the glowing tray. “Scan their barcode, confirm their customer number, and serve the drinks. The ring will be red when you receive the order, and when you pick it up from the bartender, it will turn green. Tips go into your server account, and you can check the balance on the back computer behind the Galaxy Bar.” He glances between Natalie and Raven, then me. “Any questions?”
Raven smiles. “Let’s fucking rock,” she says, turning to head for the door. I grab my tray and follow the line of girls out into the chaos.
“Are you ready for this?” Evan says, placing his hand on my lower back and leading me through the tunnel.
“Not really,” I admit. “But let’s do it anyway.”
The tunnel opens into a huge room full of flashing lights in a sight that takes my breath away. Spirals of intricate lights and crystals dangle from the ceiling, and lasers dance along the walls. Staircases arch up the walls to different floors, splitting off to private rooms, dance areas, and tables.
Several rings of dance floors comprise the bottom floor, some higher and some lower, with railings and staircases creating a maze through the center of the dome I’m certain I will get lost in. Aboveit all, in the center of the room, hovers the DJ booth on a large silver disc suspended from the ceiling. Three men move around the space, spinning records and sliding levers, dancing to the beat.
“Holy shit,” I say as we climb one of the smaller staircases and cross a crowded platform to the Galaxy Bar.
“You pick up here,” Evan says. “But orders can come from all over the club. Try to stay around the Galaxy, and the next two areas, Nova and Lyra. Your app customers know your general location, so stay close.”
I nod.
“Any problems, any questions, get directed to me. I’ll be at the table near the railing,” he advises, pointing across the floor to a semi-circle of elegant glass tables. His hand moves down my back, soft and lingering as he leans in close to me. “Save me a dance. You look hot tonight.”
I smile. “I was going to say the same to you,” I comment, trying to look interested in his white slacks and shiny blue button-up shirt. The fit is perfect, but the style shouts disco luau. He and Natalie are perfect for each other. He strides off toward the tables, and I follow the girls to the bar.
The bartender looks up from his register, a tall, well-muscled guy with olive skin and dark hair. “I haven’t met you yet,” he says. “I’m Alex.”
“Ivy,” I say, taking his hand as he offers it.
“I’m going to push the orders out if y’all are ready?” He asks, glancing over at Natalie and Raven.
“Orders?” I ask, my gaze meeting Raven’s. “We already have some?”
Raven laughs. “Hit us, Alex.”
Alex nods, and a second later, all the circles on my tray light up red with different numbers inside. I glance over, and the other two trays look the same. Well, fuck me.
Alex starts slinging us drinks until my tray is full, and I stride off into the dancing mass of bodies with no known destination.
“Over here,” a guy says, waving me down within thirty seconds of my departure from the bar. “Number four.” He shows me his app, and I scan the code to confirm the order. When I hand him the drinks, he thanks me. It was that easy.
One by one, my tray clears, and more red rings appear in their place. I return to the bar and refill. Over and over, it never ends. After about an hour, I wander by Evan’s table on my way back out onto the floor. I hold my tray high and sway to the beat, conscious of how my dress slides up my thighs as I move, and Evan’s attention to it. He smiles and stands from the table, walking over to join me.
He mirrors my movements, sliding his body in tight behind mine. His hands fall to my hips, controlling the sway as my head falls back against his chest.
“Um, Order number ninety-one?”
I glance over and see a woman watching us. Her eyes are wide in the darkness as she chews her bottom lip, memorized by the lights of my drink tray. I laugh and step away from Evan. She presents her phone, and I scan the code before handing her two shot glasses.
