"Yo, Mr. Clemens, check this out," rence said, puffing up his chest. "Thesedies here? Top-notch. Not your everyday girls. We''re talking high-ss, well-educated, and deep. Got a few celebs and models in the mix too." Micah waved his hand, and Andrew shooed thedies away. Taking a slow sip of his drink, Micah asked, "So, what did Joe spill?"


    rence froze, his face going pale. "Uh, nothing, man. You guys are tight, like brothers. He always looks out for you..."


    Before rence could finish, Micah got up in his face, eyes zing. "You set this up ''cause you heard something, didn''t you?" "I-I..." rence stuttered, sweat dripping down his face.


    Micah smirked coldly but didn''t push it. He just kept sipping his drink.


    "Mr. Clemens, don''t be mad," rence pleaded. "You''ve been downtely, and I thought this might cheer you up. If it''s not your thing, I''ll send them away right now."


    rence moved to give the order, but Micah stopped him with a sly grin. "Nah, rence. Maybe you''re right. Maybe I do need a pick-me-up."


    Micah clinked his ss with rence''s, easing the tension. rence''s fear melted into relief. "As long as you''re happy, Mr. Clemens. That''s all that matters."


    Seizing the moment, rence barked out orders. "Hit the music! Ladies, line up so Mr. Clemens can get a good look!"


    Thedies quickly formed a line, and the businessmen behind them startedughing and cheering.


    "Mr. Clemens, these are all stunners. They''ve got the looks, the bodies, and the brains. Take your time and enjoy tonight!" one guy shouted.


    "Yeah, life''s short. Live it up while you can," another chimed in.


    "Grab a few more. With your stamina, Mr. Clemens, you could take ''em all home," someone joked.


    "Hey, he''s picking a girlfriend, not just any woman," another guy shot back.


    "Yeah, you think Mr. Clemens is as shallow as you?" someoneughed. "No, I''m just happy for him," the guy said.


    Micah nced at the women, not really reacting, and kept drinking.


    "rence, if you''re showing off thesedies, we gotta see their figures. Why the masks and gowns? How are we supposed to know what''s underneath?" Zachary Coleman, another businessman, pointed out. "Exactly," others echoed. "There''s a heated pool inside. Why not have them change into swimsuits, get in the water, and ditch the makeup? Makes choosing easier, right?"


    "Great idea!" others agreed, getting more excited.


    Thedies didn''t seem to mind; some evenughed and agreed. "No problem, I look good without makeup anyway!"


    "Yeah, this outfit''s a pain," one woman said.


    "Totally," another added.


    Micah''s attention shifted when a young woman with a calm confidence spoke up in fluent Celestian. "Mr. Clemens doesn''t just care about looks. He values understanding."


    Micah looked up. In the crowd, a tall woman was gazing at him with deep affection. Unlike the otherdies, she wasn''t restless or excited; she had a serene beauty about her.