Chicago Vacation

[Amanda Wallace]

Ah... the long trip has finally ended...




Amanda's arrived in Chicago, after driving from Michigan towards Toronto twice... and being turned around... twice, she can finally say vacation has arrived. She had rested in a hotel overnight, not wanting to be entirely exhausted for today, when her and Candice Angel were supposed to go blow off a lot of steam... probably by spending a lot of money... but, whatever works. In fact, Amanda starts digging through her phone's phonebook now, pushing the appropriate button to call Candice...

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[Candice Angel]

$-Surprisingly a smile actually formed in Candice's facial features hearing the phone ring. She knew from the ring tone just whom was phoning her, and with the slightest of hand movements she retrieved the device, staring at her oh so beautiful face in the vanity mirror she sat idle in front of. Pressing the appropriate button to accept the call, her voice instantly chimes in with...-$

"Well it's about damn time you called. I was beginning to think you only called to get me excited about a massage just to stand me up. So what time are we leaving sweetie? My body is overly worked and ready for that massage now."

[Amanda Wallace]

"Funny you should say that... I've got all my things right now to transfer myself over to your hotel with right now. Reserve me a room, okay? I just had to get some rest after that long bit of driving that has consumed my past two weeks. I'll get a room there, and we'll head out, 'kay?"

[Candice Angel]

"*Sigh* Thank god. I've soooooooo been sitting here almost jittery over getting out of here 'Mandy. Alright. One room for Miss Amanda Wallace coming right up then. Anything special you want with that honey? Heavily stocked mini-bar? Access to the hotel's entire library of X rated videos? A man? All of the above? Anything? "

[Amanda Wallace]

She just laughs.

As if a man wouldn't be hard enough to find on my own? Well... one of us needs a fully stocked mini bar. So, yeah, I'll take that... Just a night to blow off a lot of steam, you know? Save business for later... today is all about pleasure..."

Her cab shows up.

"I'll see you soon..."

[Candice Angel]

*Approximately One Hour Later*

$-After making the proper arrangements for Amanda's hotel switchover she sat, legs crossed and some random magazine firmly placed in her lap as she awaited Amanda's arrival in the visually impressive lobby of her temporary home in downtown Chicago. Truthfully speaking and initially Candice could have cared less about leaving her suite inside of the hotel and partaking in ANY outing much less a massage. But the more time she spent alone, reflecting on the past season and the events that had culminated towards the end, the more she realized that she had to at least make an attempt at getting herself out of the slight moment of depression she had found herself in.-$

$-As she sat flipping nonchalantly through the pages before her, she thought what better way than to spend a bit of down time with a good friend. Not like she could do the same with one of her estranged sisters as this time anyway so, Amanda was easily the next best choice. -$

$-After spotting a pair of fabulous Dooney & Burke shoes she just HAD to locate during her stay here in Chicago, her ears were met with the sounds of Amanda's voice from across the lobby, seemingly not in the usually cheerful mood she knew her to be. Her eyebrow raised as her attention immediately darted across the spacious lobby, seconds later her vision falling upon her good friend as she noticed the look of anger in her facial features. A slight smirk found it's way to Candi's face, recalling the mention of the woman's potential temper when pushed a bit too far. Perhaps the ride over was less than pleasurable. She slowly made her way to her feet, placing the magazine back atop the table mere feet away before smoothing out her skirt and retrieving her purse from the couch she had just vacated seconds ago. Within seconds her steps were carrying her towards her obviously less than pleased friend.-$

"*Sigh* Who on God's green earth has gotten her started already?...Here we go..."

[Amanda Wallace]

"I just GAVE you the fuckin' confirmation number AND the credit card!!!"

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Amanda was irate. Candice had used Amanda's card to sign up for the room, like she'd asked... even texted her the confirmation number... and this moron right here can't find it in the computer. She huffs out, clenching her fist tightly over her cell phone, eyes scanning the lobby since the kid has since gotten on the phone with the manager. Candice... there she is...

"Please tell me you still have that confirmation number on you, sweetie? They seem to not have my room in the computer....


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[Candice Angel]

$-Candice approached the scene, almost a look of fear in her eyes as she immediately began fumbling through her purse once more for the confirmation number Amanda requested. Within seconds she had retrieved it, extending her arm towards the young man in question...-$

"I believe you're in need of this sir. Surely there's no problem with Miss Wallace's arrangements?"

$-A stern look had found it's way onto Candice's face as she glanced in Amanda's direction. She seemed to be on the verge of exploding at the young man once more. Something she'd rather avoid being so very close to that much needed rest and relaxation.-$

[Amanda Wallace]

"That's a five? I thought you said nine..."

"............"

Amanda's trying really hard to keep her calm right now. She's been a bit on edge since her company shut down, then driving back and forth and back and forth back and forth constantly wore on her nerves too. Vacation was right here. Vacation was needed. Not dealing with a jackass like this....

"Here we are! Room 641. Now, ma'am, would you like a bellhop to take your bags up for you?"

"Are you even capable of being trusted to not LOSE them?"

"Of course. You have the insurance policy already. You lose, we replace. I'm sure our owner doesn't want to do that..."

"Make sure of that..."

She tosses the briefcases on the counter, grabbing her purse and walking over to Candice.

"Sorry about that... nothing like adding more tension before a big release, hm?"

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[Candice Angel]

"I guess?..."

$-She chuckled a bit before shaking her head at the entire ordeal that had unfolded in front of them out of nowhere it seemed. Hopefully things went well enough so as not to warrant another situation where 'Mandy felt the need to "express" herself again.-$

"Don't worry about it sweetie. I'm sure it was justified. Hell with the year we've had thus far, it's a wonder we're not both on our menstrual cycle's 24/7. They should be glad I didn't join in. We probably could have bitched him out of a job within a few minutes. So...Wanna rethink that offer of a male escort I take it? You look like you need it. ;D"

[Amanda Wallace]

"As if it'd be hard to find a random one to just blow off steam with? No... I don't think I'll be taking the escort. Besides, we've got a hotel bar back at the hotel... it will be easy pickings. Right now?"

Stepping through the spinning door of the hotel, she scans the Chicago sky-line...

"I'm just wondering what comes first. Massage or blowing money? I KNOW you have to have your eyes on something you want to buy..."

[Candice Angel]

$-Pausing for a second to take in the skyline she smiled brightly responding with...-$

"Well of COURSE there's plenty I wouldn't mind going out to get for myself right now but...I DO believe that massage would be better right now. To say that I'm tense would be a major understatement. It's all I've been able to think about since you suggested it actually. No way I can wait for it now so let's go and let some random and unknown young gentlemen put their hands all over us shall we? In a...Strictly professional manner of course. "

[Amanda Wallace]

She only laughs at the pair of young men who's head snapped in their general direction.

"Sorry boys..."

Candice's limo had pulled in front of the pair.

"Wow... I guess we would never catch you dead in a cab, hm?






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Tell me you have a bar in there..."

[Candice Angel]

"Dead in a cab? Not likely honey. I'd resort to whoring myself out if I merely wanted a few STD's. I'd rather not catch anything in a public transport vehicle myself. Limo is the only way to travel for ladies like us sweetie."

$-Motioning her hand towards the door opened seconds earlier by the driver of the luxury vehicle, she replied...-$

"After you of course."

[Amanda Wallace]

"Good choice. I've soooooo got to get used to having money... I can live like this..."

She climbs in, taking the seat in front, facing back towards Candice as she comes in.

"I tell you... I'm never.... not... driving... like... this... again."

Amanda just leans back. It had been a long time since she had been inside of a limo.

"I trust you've found a few places to get a massage and ultimately spend a lot of money?"