Ah, a short one again. Sorry about taking so long with this, and thank you to everyone who left a comment `on it :)

It turned out this lunch was more of a show and tell between pimps.

Kamik and I were he first to show up. I was surprised when we were shown to a large table. Kamik chatted up the waiter for an expensive bottle of wine. I rolled my eyes and went to pull out my chair. I glanced at where it should have been. Lami'l had puled it out for me. I thanked him as I sat, and looked around the restaurant.

It had an old Turian style to it. Every wall had some sort of primitive weapon adorning it. Alot of sharp angles to.

"So my dear, are you ready?" Kamik leaned against his seat nonchalantly.

"Ready for what?"

"Why your first debut!" He smiled leeringly at me.

"Debut? But I hardly have any meat on bones. And you said.."

"Quiet!" I cringed as he cuffed me on the back of my head, "Listen girl, some other businessmen will be bringing others like you in. Its to show what each person has. To gloat, or even to intimidate. Someone with your look wont intimidate, trust me. But they will see the promise you have."

I remained silent as the other guest arrived. Three Turians walked in. One trailed by an emaciated Turian, the others by there own Asari. After them an elcore with three scared looking Salarians. The females had redish tints. The male was a pale gray. I almost busted out laughing when I saw the Hannar and Drell following a Volus.

I was stuck between Kamik and the Drell. He was a pale blue and green color. His wide eyes glanced at me before looking down at the table.

The pimps went off, talking loudly to each other, about how they had been, what the market was looking like, recent problems on Omega. The only time they were quiet was when the food got to the table.

"Down to business." The volus said in between his breaths, "Time to show the merchandise."

"Allow me to start, my dear friend." Kamik sat up like a pipe was in his spine, "I find it only right since I have the only human."

"Now wait a minuet." The Volus weezed, "I have the only Hannar and Drell (gasp) Why cant I go first?"

"Maybe if you got a little more prestige." The Brown Turian huffed at him. The Asari beside him shifted uncomfortably. The Pimp with the Turian Laughed in agreement.

The volus quieted down, obviously embarrassed.

"As I was saying," Kamik began, "I have gotten something of unusual taste here." He jerked me up by my arm to quickly. I stumbled slightly.

"She needs some food and new clothing, but I can guarantee that she will be a high seller."

"Curious inquiry: Why not keep her thin. She could attract Turian customers with her bony figure." The Elcor questioned.

I ducked my head in shame. Kamik let me go and faced the others, "because even if I kept her bony, not many would want her even then." He pointed to the emaciated Turian, "She should get you plenty of Turian customers. Spirits know how many female Turians are out of Turian space."

Female Turian? I Thought. I took a quick glance at her. There were only a few differences from her and the males. I noticed her Fringe was signifigantly longer. And her hips much wider.

"I belive that my new girl will be able to go for a price even higher than Mecka."

The table got for a moment. No one even touched their food.

After a few minuets of noone speaking, I grew a little courage.

"Who is Mecka?"