Warren entered the lively establishment located in the midst of the red light district. It was lively despite it being noon.
Warren was out of place since this wasn't a business he had visited before. His mother wouldn't be thrilled if she knew that he was here and would speak of him never finding a wife.
Upon entering, Warren looked around for someone to make his offer to. He thought it shouldn't be hard to find out who was in charge and speak of his plans to sell Penelope to do business like the women present.
"Need something to drink?"
Warren looked to his right at a woman who didn't leave much to his imagination. She placed her hand on his shoulder, leaning forward to seduce him.
Warren looked away.
These were the kind of women his mother said he would marry because he was of low birth. He would prove his mother wrong.
"Get the best drink you have for me and then leave me alone. I don't need your company," said Warren.
He needed to remain focused.
