Ten nights out, one ladder, one desk
Every evening the desk writes goes down as one of ten kinds. The kind settles how long she stays, how much warning it wants and how much gets agreed before she leaves home. It settles nothing about the money. Four hours at a table on Columbia Road and four hours in a warehouse flat off Curtain Road are the same £900 on the rates ladder, and an hour is £250 at every address from N1 down to the E14 basin. Her travel is already sitting inside those figures, which is why nobody here quotes a postcode surcharge.
Most first messages are a room call or a table, and around here those two are usually nine minutes apart on foot. The longer kinds want a longer first conversation: a night that runs to the morning, a journey out of town, or a week with the same name on it. The full roster is on the board and every woman on it can be asked for any of the ten.
The ten on the book
What each page actually tells you
Each of the ten says how long that sort of night usually runs, how far ahead to write, which women take it most often and where in the east it tends to happen. Read the names as a starting point and nothing firmer. If your evening sits between two of them, a dinner that turns into a late night at eleven, book the longer one and tell Nell what you have in mind. She will say plainly how the hours get counted before anything is held, rather than after.
Notice, by kind of night
Room calls, dinners, late nights, couples evenings and the girlfriend experience all sit in the ordinary band: an hour or two of warning is usually enough, and in Shoreditch or Aldgate a message at ten often becomes a booking at eleven. A duo needs two diaries to agree, so write a day ahead. Overnights, travel and anything running several nights want more than that, because she is clearing a week rather than an evening.
What the figure covers on all ten
Hours of her company, and nothing else is sold, listed or implied on any of these pages. The fee is handed to her in person once she is through the door. Every length is public on rates, the shortest is £250 and the longest on the ladder is £1,800, and none of it changes with the hour, the day or how good the postcode looks.
The trains stop. We do not.
One message with the date, the time and the postcode, and the rest of the night is arranged quietly, anywhere from Hoxton down to the basin at Limehouse.