A woman clad in a black dress, fur mantle and dark hair up in a bun approaches the table. She rests a hand gently on Maren's shoulder. "Vitayu my friends." Taking a cigarette out from the fold of her ear and leaning down to light it on the table candle, Pimakhova looks up at them both with a soft smile. "It is a pleasure to see you both visiting the Temna Roza. I see you are becoming more acquainted?" Standing back up, she readjusts her dress and looks between the two of them. She gave a sly look at Jimmy, before looking back to Maren. "Mishtar Rat loves this place it seems, and you are not so out of place yourself my dear. I hope you do enjoy the club. If there is anything I can provide you with, please let me know." She takes a long smoke of her cigarette waiting for an answer.
