Roxi, companion in Grosvenor Square
Black hair, gold at dinner, and no interest at all in a crowd.
- Age
- 23
- Her district
- Pimlico
- An hour opens at
- £250
- Arrives
- Suites and private addresses
- Height
- 168 cm
- Hair
- long black
- Eyes
- brown
- Figure
- curvy
- Languages
- English
About Roxi
Roxi wears gold without irony. She stands 168 cm, curvy, with long heavy black hair and brown eyes, and she has a preference for warm colours, pearls and flowers in her hair that would look theatrical on somebody else and simply looks like her. She is twenty-three. She is not shy, but she is private, and she would rather a quiet table than a room that wants to be seen in. She wears her hair loose and her heels low, and she is entirely uninterested in being the centre of a room.
Her English is soft and precise. She is thoughtful company, slower than her age suggests, and she has the habit of answering after a moment rather than immediately, which makes the answers worth waiting for. She swims, she keeps plants alive and she has a long standing interest in old jewellery that she researches properly rather than casually. She is patient with a slow start and good at drawing out a guest who arrived tired.
Grosvenor Square suits her. She meets guests at W1K 2HP on the square, where the lounge is large and low lit and nobody is looking at the door, and an evening can begin there gently before dinner anywhere in W1K. She lives in Pimlico and crosses in twenty minutes. She is good at the part of the evening most people find awkward, the first ten minutes, and she handles it by not making it into anything. She will suggest the quieter of two restaurants every single time.
Hotels and residences around Grosvenor Square and the streets off it are where she is wanted. Name the hours you would like in a message and the desk replies with hers.
- 168 cm, curvy
- Long black hair, brown eyes
- Twenty-three, English speaking
- Old jewellery, swimming, quiet lounges
- Lives in Pimlico
Booking her evening
Roxi prefers to meet in a hotel lounge rather than a lobby, and is comfortable at a few hours' notice for evenings around the square.
Her figures are the house figures, printed in full on the rates page, and the whole arrangement runs in one thread from the first line to the confirmation.
Also on this wall
An evening with Roxi
Roxi's evening opens in a large, low lit lounge where the chairs are far apart and nobody looks up when a door opens. She is already there when you arrive, which is deliberate.
Dinner is nearby and chosen for quiet rather than for reputation. She talks about jewellery if you let her, and it is more interesting than it sounds: who made a thing, for whom, and what happened to them afterwards. She listens carefully and remembers, and she has a way of making a long evening feel unhurried from the first minute. Afterwards the square is dark and the plane trees are enormous, and she likes a slow turn around it before anything else. She is slow, warm and entirely unhurried by the time the second hour has started.
Roxi, in her own words
A lounge, not a lobby. A lobby makes everybody look as if they are waiting for something.
Because every piece was made for somebody in particular. I like finding out who.
I am unhurried. There is a difference, and you will hear it by the second hour. The first hour is for working out what sort of evening you actually wanted. The second is where I stop being a stranger and the conversation goes wherever it likes.
Where she sits
In the margin
The remarks card for Roxi is still blank, which is usually what discretion looks like. A note appears here only when a guest writes one, she agrees to it, and the house has checked that it reads as a first name, a month and nothing private.