Clover very nearly rolled her eyes at the man. Though it was no fault of his own, she knew that they had no need for this idle conversation and immediately pressed her point. She learned charmingly forward over the desk, flashing him a dazzling, warm glance of lavander as she spoke from a slightly-less-than-friendly, tad-over-fake, yet equally dazzling smile, "Actually sir, we won't stay long if we can help it." She indicated Ruby, "My friend here seems to have lost track of her boyfriend. Tall? Pale? Black hair? Top hat? Any information you could offer us would be most appreciated. Otherwise, we'll be on our way."
Clover pursed her lips in disappointment, clearly forlorn yet not losing hope. She moved her hand slightly and, without anyone even being able to discern where it had come from, she produced a business card sized piece of paper in her hand.
Once again, she leaned over the man's desk, smiling warmly with her eyes, "Well then, sir, if you should see our friend, could you kindly instruct him to place a call to Angelica and direct him to your nearest telephone? We would be most obliged."
And with that, she straightened up and fixed him with a look that instantly told him she wasn't kidding around and would not tolerate any nonsense phone calls from the man himself and did expect him to follow her wishes under no penalty which he wished to imagine. And so, she flipped her hair as though he were bothering her and led Mindy and Ruby out of the club.
