Scorpius Part 2
As far away from England as possible he could get that still spoke English and not solely back country, Scorpius was enjoying Los Angeles.
It was much warmer than he was used to for November so he went shopping for a whole new wardrobe and was enjoying cooling charms in the West Coast heat.
He was about one month into his vacation and was more than a little shocked at the weather in California compared to Scotland and England being mid-November and was still a balmy 82°F. Back home it was either snowing or raining by now. Enjoying being outdoors and out on the town for the night. Scorpius was just walking around down near the pier on the sidewalk not really paying attention when he noticed a flashing neon sign. It was a burlesque bar.
Scorpius had never been in one and he hadn't enjoyed the company of a woman for over five years now. And even then it had been a not so drunken as much a very sober and very long weekend with his best friends little sister that he had been crushing on for years. She had disappeared not long after on her around the world trip. She had always talked about cultures and dancing and making new friends and just immersing herself into everything.
The music from the bar was familiar and sounded sultry and alluring. The soft beat reverberated through his body, pulling him to the door and before he knew it he had paid the large cover fee and was sitting at a small round table near the back of the packed room as the song ended with a few girls giggling and covered in sugar and lace. He had never seen that in particular rendition of Def Leopard. But he was more than willing to watch it again. He sipped his colorful tequila-ed drink while a few guys swept the dry sugar off the stage. Pour some sugar on me by Def Leopard.
The cute waitress picked up his empty glass and sat down a fresh one before walking away just as the lights went out in the whole front room. A catchy and thrilling tune started, followed by a loud cheering as if the regulars knew who did this dance quite well, and the sound of a whip resounded through the room. Then the lights started flashing rhythmically to the beat of the song and the whip to show some sort of hell's angel with dark red hair piled on top of her head stylishly and dressed in some soft ruffled green Latin dance dress on the stage. For your entertainment by Adam Lambert.
Her voice commanded the audience while her body commanded the stage. The song she sang was all about sex; the kind Scorpius loved. All about pleasure and sensuality. He would let her entertain him anytime. He felt a stirring deep inside him as he gripped the edges of the table to anchor himself down. He didn't pay any attention to the other girls in skimpy leather dancing around on the stage with the mystery girl as she sat in her red velveteen throne with a devilish smirk and a playful quirk of an eyebrow that he hadn't been around to see in a few Christmases.
The elusive Lily Potter was currently very seductively dressed on a burlesque stage in the middle of down town L.A. It just didn't make sense. Not to Scorpius anyway. With a saucy wink and a tempting moan the song ended and the lights went out again. He heard a distant announcement say something about her being Big Red. By the time the normal lights came back on another set of very attractive women were on stage gyrating to a girly song. Slave by Brittany Spears
About then his waitress came back near his table. "another drink sir?" the pretty dirty blonde girl, with a name tag that read Carebear attached precariously on her chest near the edge of her low cut shirt, asked.
"I would like to see Big Red in a privet room please." Scorpius asked with his most charming smile on his face.
"Big Red doesn't do privet shows, sir." Carebear informed him.
"I'll pay $3,000 cash to get her into the room. And $1,000 for every hour, by card, I keep her in there otherwise." Scorpius said pulling out the cash from his wallet in his back pocket.
"I will go ask her. Wait here please." She said awkwardly as she walked to another waitress before disappearing through a door off to the side of the stage as he sat back down and barely paid attention to the girls on the stage currently.