Silvery spikes of woven hair jutted out around her brow and back over her scalp to the nape of a long sinuous neck, forming a crest of wisdom punk rock style. She looked in her early twenties as did everyone on the crowded street. Passing on the conventional greeting, she whispered gently into the cell phone embedded in her wrist. "I'm coming in."
The normal bustle of the crowds diminished as she entered a stairwell and rose up three flights to the orange door of what claimed to be a dentist's office. She raised a hand to the glass partition and pulled the fire safetied door towards her. The florescent light seeping out suddenly into the corridor made the silvered outfit sleekly covering her breasts and thighs almost blinding. The door swung shut behind her, slightly jarring her heeled foot.
"Tommy, please," she growled, the undertone of politeness evident in hew command designed to match her new outfit. The hygenist sexretary looked up at her and quickly moved to comply. Create the status and they will jump. The woman's face looked familiar - belonging more to one of the steel webbed catwalks in the strip instead of this white-velvet-lined medico fac. Matching traces of mascara were noticable still tucked into the smile lines in the corners of the otherwise cowardly club eyes.
Looking away from the professional cow, she adjusted a silver bangle covering the wrist cell again, almost missing the gentle tickling just above her left ear, an indication that scanning devices were busily performing a rather thorough bodysearch. The office door shifted slightly, and a young blond-headed fellow entered, gesturing her to follow him back into his inner sanctum. He looked bored in a handsome way.
Clutching the small package closely, she followed him in, enjoying the way his refabbed flesh almost jiggled in its firmness. Good connections paid well. She looked forward to a similar success. As the hall narrowed, another client pushed by, tentacles wriggling in synch with inner harmonies known only to their own intra-galactic species. It burped rather loudly causing a noxious odour to permeate the small corridor unpleasantly.
She followed closely into the small room at the end of the bright mind-dulling corridor.
He pointed her to a large chair, taking a smaller one himself.