Green Machine Shot

KACELA

I went into the front desk and up to the reception.  “Hey ya!  I would like to get a guest membership, please.”  I gave a big, perky grin to the tiny blonde girl working the desk. 

She looked at me and gave me a once over.  I knew the type.  She was used to being intimidating.  I could have had fun playing her game but I needed something from her so I kept my cool.

“Sorry, honey.  We don’t do that here.  You gotta pay for a year’s membership.” she said, turning back to her computer.  I could see she was badly losing a solitaire game. 

“Oh, boo,” I said, pouting.  I looked around.  I probably needed a dude for this to work but I couldn’t see one.  Dammit.  I would try again.

“So, here’s the thing,” I said, leaning forward, conspiratory.  “I’m here for the week.  I want to work