[ She only sees the expression in the reflection of the glass, but doesn't let her attention linger. Look through the glass, not at it. It works well enough until Ramir mentions subs getting rowdy and the quick glance Ainslie shoots towards Ramir in response betrays the fear still present just under the surface.

She may be doing the best she is able to view the current situation as a solvable problem, but she is still human. ]

Well, a pretty dom like me should have no trouble arranging for an escort, [ Mask back on, Ainslie The Ice Queen. ] Should I find reason to venture there.

[ So far, she has one reason standing just behind her shoulder. ]

I suppose the disparity between the Up and the Down is by design, as just another element of the social experiment. [ A slum by design is as distasteful as the rest of this place. ]

So, where would I go to procure clothing, or food, or other such necessities?