When Magne had been cleared to start the construction on her future business, she had jumped right into preparations where she could while the people that actually knew how to do the job were hard at work. She had gotten a nice wooden sign made by her boyfriend now that he had his new woodworking equipment, and was in the process of hammering it home in the yard just outside of the lovely little two storey house behind which the brothel was being built.

She was in the middle of packing the soil around the sign post when she heard a new voice from the walkway, and she can't help the slightly baffled look on her face at a question that didn't make sense to her in the context. She stands up straight and dusts the soil from her basic black trousers to blink at the lovely woman watching her hammering the sign for the future Velvet, Ambrosia and Silk into the yard.

"I...beg your pardon?"