Jon headed back out the door he'd entered through expecting to end up in the hallway he was in before. To his surprise, however, the hallway was nowhere to be found. Instead, Jon found himself standing in an elegant drawing room. Antique furniture adorned the room, resting on a richly coloured Persian carpet. A fireplace stood empty against one wall, while a large mirror stood above it.
Jon also noticed that he was again not alone in the room. This time, however, he had finally found some women! His heart beat faster with anticipation; finally, an encounter with the amazing women of Girl World. He was glad that he'd dressed to impress, that way he was sure they'd take notice of him.
The three women, all sitting and chatting, were wearing darkly coloured business suits: slacks, jackets, ties, all tailored extremely well. Two of them were drinking an amber liquid out of snifters, one was smoking a cigar.
"Oh good," said the one nearest him, the one smoking, "You're here. I was beginning to wonder if we'd be waiting all day." She picked up and empty snifter and held it up toward Jon expectantly.
"I think I'm ready too," said a second, draining her glass, "right on time for a refill."
Jon thought that dressing all in black would have made him feel tough, but instead he found an urge to be polite, to please and serve rising up in him. These women were having such a lovely time before he so rudely interrupted them, the least thing he could do was refill their drinks for them. Scanning the room, he saw a glass bottle with the stopper on top of a hutch. The amber liquid it contained looked very much like the liquid in the glasses.
Without missing a beat, Jon put his purse down on a small table near where he was standing, grabbed a round serving tray, and took the two empty glasses that were being offered to him. After refilling the snifters, he returned them to their owners and curtsied as lowly as he could, which was surprisingly low. Looking at the third woman, the one who was still nursing her original drink, he noticed that she was staring at him.
"Is there anything that I can get you?" Jon asked, lowering his eyes.
"Oh yes, you can..."
