Name: Lana Faye
Age: 25
Nationality: American
Orientation: Straight (unconfirmed)
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 118 lbs
Measurements: 36C-24-36
Background:Most of Lana's background is relatively unknown and not something she readily or openly discusses with anyone -- except for just a few minor details. At seventeen she left the States to study at Le Cordon Bleu in Paris, spending two years to obtain her Patisserie diploma. Immediately upon graduating and displaying a brilliant and passionate talent for her craft, she was offered a position in one of the Master Chef's restaurants as an assistant pattisière; she accepted, working under the head pattisière (Pastry Chef) for less than six months before she was courting offers from the top restaurants in Paris to take the helm as their pattisière. Accepting the most lucrative offer, within a week the first acclaiming reviews of many about her creations began to appear. Lana was there for only two years before she first met Alex Snell; he'd been a guest of the owner's and had demanded to meet the woman responsible for the creation of his dessert that evening to extend his gratitude -- or so he said.
Immediately the next day, and every day after like a determined hound, he began seeking her out to leave the restaurant and come to his own in Paris, at first merely asking and then becoming more insistent and extending his certain way of persuasion; it took six months of persuasion on Alex's part, a game that ended with Lana tied down to one of the working stations, fresh stinging welts across her thighs and cherry red rear, and he buried inside of her before she was screaming yes. Assuming the position of head pattisière in Alex's Paris restaurant, they continued their private affair whenever he was in Paris, and sometimes when he wasn't. It came as no surprise when he requested she leave the Paris restaurant after he opened his new love child in London; she did so once he found her replacement and moved across the channel to take up a new residence.
In the kitchen Lana is known as a demanding, temperamental and terrifying perfectionist; she treats her assistants with an iron fist and razor sharp tongue, expecting nothing less than the best and has, more than once or twice, literally fired someone on the spot for the slightest of mistakes -- ones that no fool, especially in her kitchen, should ever make. There have been rumors of her private punishments to her staff extending well beyond the call of professionalism, they having started after one assistant was unable to sit for nearly a week. To her due, she rarely acknowledges the rest of the kitchen beyond civil politeness, though is expectantly and genuinely relaxed among the other head chefs and sous chef, and surprisingly kinder toward the servers and dishwashers (who are often given small take home boxes of goodies that none other of the staff receive).
Outside of the restaurant... well, no one knows.
Name: Erin Faye
Age: 21
Nationality: American
Orientation: Bisexual
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 128 lbs
Background:If her older (half) sister could be deemed an Ice Queen, then Erin surely hailed from the hottest of deserts. Friendly, open, warm, and sporting a (fairly large) spark of mischief, Erin Faye rarely listened to anything other than the beating heart of life and seemed hell bent on discovering just how many twists and turns that particular path held in store for her. A year after dropping out of college (which had come after changing her mind sixteen times on what she wanted to major in) -- much to Lana's frustrations that had been openly expressed time and time again -- Erin found herself mindlessly strolling the beaches of northern Italy without a single thought of what to do with the rest of her life.
She'd also found herself flat broke -- again. Of course, all it had taken was one phone call to her older sister to provide some form of a solution, and before she knew it was she was on her way to London to play waitress for Alex Snell's new, scandalously delicious restaurant and maybe even figure out just what she intended on doing with her life. In the mean time, discovering the delights of London was an opportunity that Erin certainly wasn't going to miss out, even (or especially) if it meant taking part of one deliciously sinful restaurant.
A few months later Erin remains living out of the guest bedroom of her sister's posh penthouse apartment, though still barely has a nickle to her name in compensation for the obsessive shopping habit and the late nights drinking at pubs or splurging on a weekend fling with girlfriends. In private she's quite a surprise, preferring reading a good book, watching the latest football match, or catching a new foreign film at the cinema when it comes to her solitude, and refuses to admit, even to herself, how inwardly discontent she's slowly becoming with her directionless life.
