Rachel's thirty but bartenders still check her ID, which annoyed her until she started escorting and realized baby face pays better than admitting your real age. She hoards vintage perfume bottles from Dubai antique shops - sixty-plus lined up in her apartment, mostly empty, some still smelling like whatever rich woman wore them in the 80s. Started as decoration, became an actual problem. Clients walking into her incall spot mention the bottles before they mention her. The age thing works because it's genuinely confusing. She's got three decades of life experience but the face of someone who just graduated university. Handles difficult bookings and weird requests without flinching, but charges the rates reserved for girls who look twenty-two. Brunette, actually mature, doesn't look it. That gap is the entire selling point.