a place called The Connection

a place called The Connection. It must be a travel service. I guess I should dress business casual. James got dressed in what he thought looked fairly professional. This was not what he was expecting when he tried the medallion but he thought I have to take the bad with the good. Off to a boring day of work.
To save time finding the place he called a cab and gave the driver the address.
When they arrived it was a hidden office in a large unmarked business. She walked in.
A black girl in a japanese silk dress with green contact lenses rushed up to her. "Jill baby! What? You didn't have time to get dressed. No matter we'll get you made up in no time. Krissi, let's make this girl sexy for the high rollers." She swung around and a goth chick who was covering her tattoos with foundation laughed.
"That shouldn't be a problem, Rachel, just remember I run the show tonight. You too Jill I make the assignments this is a standard...."