This, at least, Kavinsky knew. But it was back the way they'd come a bit. He gestured, vaguely, back in the way of the club, and said, "Hotel. Works with the club. Or an alley. Or wherever. It's up to you, you're paying."

Something in between covered a lot of bases. Kavinsky tried to think on the pay scale how much an hourly porn star experience would be.

Finally, he said, "Five hundred. Cash only."