Olivia

Working in a hurry is the one thing Olivia admits she does badly. Ninety minutes suits her better than sixty, and she says so before a booking is made.

An hour can be done, but the shape she prefers is longer: time to arrive, a little talk, a long middle in which neither of you says much, and nobody keeping an eye on the minutes. She lives in Oud-Zuid, works in English, and would sooner cross the city or wait for a later slot than compress an evening. Late starts suit her, and she keeps her own evenings loose enough to take them. What she watches for is the point where somebody stops listening for the next thing to happen.

Olivia decides which bookings she takes and may decline any of them; she sets the limits for what a session includes, says what they are, and may end a visit at any point, as the terms set out.