Misty Gives In

"Suzie, I told you before. I won't strip," I said. "But you're a stripper. It's who you are in the game. And I believe that I *did* tell you that if you don't strip, you won't be able to make enough money to buy weapons or armor." "Well, yeah. You did, but ..." "You do still want to go on quests. Don't you?" Suzie asked. She was right. I *did* want to go on quests. That was one of my main reasons for playing. And the only way to do that was to do my job. I didn't want to strip, but it seemed that I had no choice. "Okay. Fine," I said, giving in. Suzie smiled. "This is gonna be great. You'll see. Now, where is it that you work?" I took out my MAP and it showed me where the bar that I worked at was. It was in the bad part of town, where I first entered the game. Suzie said that we needed some transportation to get there, so she hailed a cab.