Blame it on the disco. [Gupta]

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Doing his job was easy, or so he wanted it to seem like it was. The easier it looked like, the more skilled the handler was, right?

But no, Sadik's work where by no means easy. Running two business at the same time, both where jobs that was open almost 24/7, one was, the other was closed just for a few hours, but then it was some other workers who had to clean up the mess that had been going on earlier doing the night.

With other words, even if both his work where different, maybe they where more alike than people wanted to give in on.

The good thing about one of the business, was that the workers. He didn't have to look so thoroughly and hard for the one's in that one, if they where bad or not good enough, he could just fire them, while in the other work could mean life or death for himself, the worker and other people around them.

Hence why he was in a very good mood today. His business was starting to establish here, meaning he could start to look for more workers and get his business going even bigger and better. He was aiming high here, both with the cafe and the nightclub, maybe enough so he could open them on two different locations as well. Maybe more expensive, but it would be better for the customers and that he could do special events for both of them instead of it crashing with the other.

And looking for workers for his nightclub was even more of a joy, especially this one, it meant that he would get to watch both nice looking boys and girls dance in front of him in the most beautiful and mesmerizing dance there was out there on the market; bellydancing. According to Sadik, if someone really knew how to move their hips in a seductive way and had the body for it, then it was damn sure even more arousing and enjoyable than just a simple striptease or poledancing. Maybe he was a strange man according to other people, but like hell the Turk cared about what other people thought about him, as long he enjoyed himself and his life, right?

Sadik was the one to decide, but he had the one that was responsible for the nightclub while he was away with him as well, a good opinion or two wasn't too bad to get his brain on right track as well, and his friend surely didn't seem to disagree to his proposition as well. 

Sure, it might not be too many people here who knew how to dance his favourite dance properly. It was quite funny to see girls lying in their application and telling they where good at dancing, but when they where on the stage, striking with confidence, and yet they could barely move their hips even if their life depended on it. Having the laugh for himself, not even hiding what he thought and he would kindly deny them and ask for the next one, telling them they might be good at street or whatever, but bellydancing was something completely else, it took years of proper practice. A bratty girl had even decided to go against him, and Sadik had kindly stepped up on the stage to shut her up when she had began to yell that 'he just sat there and probably couldn't dance it himself.'
Oh, he knew how to dance it, he surely did, not just liking to brag about it, people might get too hot if he showed his true colours, when he already was this irresistible.

Leaning back, a glass of water left untouched by the table in front of him, his friend was slowly starting to get tired of all these people that came without really knowing what they where doing, believing they would sit here all night before finding someone. Good thing the club was closed tonight, it was just the cafe that would take the hit if they still weren't finished by 8 tomorrow morning. "Next!" Sadik called out when he sent a girl away, who began to cry and apparently couldn't take a no. "Let the next one be good or else I will need a big glass of Raki.."

[ooc; sorry for the lack of design and such, I'm not home so I have to go with what I have ;; hope it's good enough for you hun!]

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Notes: finally put this up!

Gupta had noticed upon arriving there were many women lined up before him but all of them seemed to have something about them that hinted at their skill. Each of the women wore something that was meant to show off their bodies not to aid in their movements. Noticing that most had tight that clung to their legs if they were covered showed Gupta that they were either novices or had no idea what they were doing when it came to belly dancing. All scoffed seeing a man waiting with them as if he was in the wrong place. Perhaps the women were believing he came to flirt with them believing he could take home a dancer just by showing up.

“Next!”
Standing Gupta moved to the door surprising the women that still were waiting for their chance to show off when they were called in. All didn’t believe that a man had appeared for the something that involved dancing. Many it was the surprise that a man could belly dance?

Wearing a large jacket he kept his body covered until he moved into the room for the possible employer to see him. Without a word the jacket was unzipped and tossed to the floor revealing his bare chest. Around his neck was a large beaded collar with long ropes of beads that hung down against his chest in multiple stands that each reach a little lower, the longest strand sat just below his naval. Red shear pants adorned his legs, keeping sight to his skin until right before his knees where the fabric belled out making the fabric flair away from him. Gold details covered most of the tight part of the red fabric cause it to shine whenever the light happened to hit them.

No need for words the tanned man walked onto the stage and waited until the music started before beginning to roll his hips with the music. As he moved around the stage his pants made it hard to tell if he was actually walking or if he somehow managed to glide around the stage like an ice-skater. Moving his arms out from his body they waved with the music twisting in front of him and along each other, the long appendages were like snakes dancing together. His stomach rolled and his hips shock only to stop in perfect timing with the music. Giving a bit of a smile he began to bounce his left hip moving it in a circle keeping the beat of the music. Never once during the dance did his green eyes looks away from Sadik almost as if to challenge him on the stage.
Years of dancing left him able to move any part of his body keeping the rest still or even move in in an opposing motion. The challenge of it all together didn’t seem to faze Gupta as he continued on dancing to the music as if it was able to guide his every move.

Hearing the stop of the music Gupta found himself breathing heavy but didn’t dare to look away from the older man. If had actually been told to stop during his dance there was no way he would have heard it with the level of focus he had. His mind no longer cared about anything when he began to dance, it focused on moving and being able to give a sense of vulnerability. His tanned skin glistened but he still maintained a level of femininity mixed with a masculine side.

“My apologies if this wasn’t up to your standards. I haven’t had many dancing jobs since moving to Russia so my dancing has become a little rusty from lack of preforming on stage.” Gupta felt a bit nervous since he had been too busy with shop to search for places to work on stage making it hard to keep himself from getting rusty over time.

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