Sparkle Betch

[Joza Perl]

Zeltros

While Heartbeat’s operations expanded to cover more galactic pursuits, cosmetics and beauty had always been a steady part of their sales. It helped feed into the humanitarian aspect, long with the thriving entertainment revenue and donations from other sources. Joza was very meticulous and transparent about her books—clean in that regard, no secrets of where money came from or where it went. Part of it was because she took pride in giving what aid she could, the other half was to keep her nose clean around any potential threats.

The Zeltron had reached out to [member="Alize Rosenheim"], owner of Quaint Gardens Beauty and purveyor of a line of cosmetics Joza was particularly fond of. The two had met before, quite a while ago to establish a contract between the two companies. While they both peddled cosmetics, they’d been careful not to step on each other’s toes and maintained polite relations.

Today they were going to meet at Blush, a nightclub on Zeltros owned by Joza to discuss establishing a store together on the Zeltron’s homeworld. It was a little odd considering she hadn’t had the time to establish any Heartbeat Boutiques on a planet with such a fine market for cosmetics, but the entertainment scene had kept her busy enough.

Given that it was during the day, the club was closed and Joza was going over inventory at the bar and awaiting the arrival of her guest.

 

[Alize Rosenheim]

For Quaint Gardens to expand from a modest online botique to a physical store where her customers could actually see and swatch the products was a dream come true for Alize. Excitement seasoned with a hint of nervousness welled up within her as she exited the speeder which had stopped in front of the nightclub. Unlike last time she visited one of Joza's establishments, this time Alize came without a bodyguard by her side. Events at Tygara had changed her, forcing her to realize the importance of becoming stronger for her own sake so that she might be able to protect herself.

Her heels clicked in rhythm as Alize walked up to the nightclub that was closed until the night and removed a small DataPad from her handbag to write [member="Joza Perl"] a message, letting the Zeltron know that she had arrived and was currently waiting outside. Once the message was sent, the Epicanthix-hybrid put the DataPad back into her purse and removed a mirror to check her lipstick. After all, it wouldn't feel right to participate in a meeting with anything less than perfectly applied lipstick!

 

[Joza Perl]

Joza’s datapad buzzed on the counter, so the Zeltron set down the bottles she had in hand. Wiping her hands on her skirt to clear them of condensation, she swiped to activate the datapad and smiled when she saw the message notification from Alize.

Instead of sending an employee or member of her security team Joza went to the door herself to greet Alize. After all it was the middle of the day and the club was closed—things inside weren’t particularly urgent.

“Alize!” She opened the door with a smile. “And friend.” She nodded in kind to the woman’s security guard, ushering them both into the building and leading them to the bar. She always marveled at how different the club looked when the lights were on and there was no one on the dance floor.

“Can I get either of you anything to drink?” She slipped behind the bar and shifted some glasses over to the side. “And Alize, you look absolutely stunning. Love the lip color. From your own collection?”

[member="Alize Rosenheim"]