You smile when he starts murmuring about your “adult” jobs. Of course you know people are only being hypocrites - or prude, for some. You don’t feel concerned by other people’s opinion - “the commoners” as used to say your parents. You very slightly wince at the memory.
You simply reply with an odd mix of softness and cruelty in your voice: “I could not care less for people’s so-called morals. I know they’re no better than me - the only difference is that they hide it.”
You come back to the main subject, namely his friend, who also happens to be a stripper. And apparently in financial difficulty.
“Oh, I wonder what he looks like… Male strippers are pretty rare after all~” you chirp. “I’ve never worked as a stripper, but it’s really nice to watch when the stripper is good~”
The more you think about it, the more you want to actually go to the place this Rufus works to watch him - and maybe slip some money for him. You knew what it was like to try making ends meet as a “sex worker”, and maybe in a way, it reminded you of the time when you left home without a penny.
“Yes, I can manage on my own, Sterling. I’m a big girl - no matter how questionable my carreer choice may seem” you smile. “But you sure seem to worry a lot about other people~”
“Not necessarily ‘other people’, but more like a select few.” His parents, her, Fae, and a hot stripper guy. What a motley bunch to worry about indeed.
“Oh, Rufus is memorable. Really really red hair, long too. Looks nearly like a woman from behind if you look too fast but if you get a good look at him you can see how handsome he is.” Sterling gave a thoughtful nod at that. Yes surely, that would be a clear indicator of what kind of guy Rufus “shinra” Leon looked like, though not entirely a good one of what he was like as a person.“… kind of reminds me of a dog too. Like a puppy.” Much better. A hopeless dog was a bit more accurate. Enthusiastic and eager.
“B-but I don’t recommend searching for him no reason alright?” Not that you were her mother of course, just that only now did it occur to him that maybe, just maybe, Scarlet was going out to patrol exactly who had her buddy’s panties all in knots. “Anyways you know very well why I worry about you, and I think my concern is justified. ” Strong, Scarlet was. Tactful on the other hand… no. No Scarlet had made a few enemies and even if she could handle herself, how many people could one woman take down when push came to shove.