We arrive at the 4-star Hotel that was near the club. I get a room and make sure we both have a bed to sleep in. As I make the reservation, she is walking around the lobby admiring the paintings on the wall. I get to her and tell her we can now go to our room. She nods and I can see a glimpse of uncertainty in her eyes. I don't understand this girl. She seems like a wise and mature woman who's stuck in the body of a young girl. 

We get in the elevator and go to our room. The room is quite large and luxurious. No wonder it was expensive, although it isn't as if I couldn't afford it. I am a wealthy man after all. I drop my keys on the table in the front. I make my way to one of the beds and sit there, not sure as to how to explain the reason for us being here in this nice room. She walks slowly towards the beds and takes her heels off slowly. She comes in front of me and pulls the bottom of her dress up revealing her thighs. I shake my head and frown as grab her moving hands to keep her from going any further. Her eyes finally meet mine in confusion. 

"I didn't bring you here for that, darling." She crosses her arms over her chest as if she is trying to protect herself from me.  

"Why the hell am I here for then?" The first words she actually says to me. Finally. I thought she would never speak. 

"I know you're not meant to be up there. I am here to offer you a way out. I can help you, I have money." She looks uncomfortable. I sigh and tell her I got to do something. 

"Do or order anything you want." I say as I leave the room. I get out of the hotel and drive to the two banks I deal with to collect some cash from my cards. I get 5'000 dollars in cash. I think she will have enough to get herself going again and use it wisely instead of ruining her life as a club dancer. I drive back to the hotel and go to the room. I get inside and hear the shower running. And notice nothing has changed. she didn't get anything to eat or drink. I make a quick call to room service and ask for two steaks and some salad. I hear the shower turn off, and she exits the bathroom in a bathrobe. 

"Okay so I'm this random guy, who wants to help you." She jumps at the sound of my voice and she crosses her arms again. 

"I don't need help."

"Look, I just know you aren't meant to be up there. You could do much better for yourself. You're a very talented dancer but it isn't worth being up there." She glares at me.

"You don't know me."

"Just, let me help you, please." I hand her the envelope with the 5'000$ I had and her eyes grew wide.