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Dances with Rats

Spotlights burst on and swing around to focus on the center of the stage, where the curtains are loosed. A waiter carries a bottle of 1921 Chateau La Mission Haut-Brion, Pessac-Leognan, across the floor. The band begins to play. A swingy tune by the brass band, giving way to a slow intro for the lady as the curtains are pulled up to reveal an hourglass figure drenched in diamond-encrusted silk. "Hey folks, here's the story 'bout Minnie the Moocher.." drones a throaty male voice. The dazzling woman, a rather well-endowed tiger with tresses of flame, turns to reveal her starry golden eyes. Your suit is just a bit too tight. You lean back to relieve some of the pressure on your abdomen, stuffed full of dinner. You take a moment to consider your next move - perhaps prowling amongst the many young ladies attending the house tonight. The waiter bumps into you, drops the $3000 bottle of wine. ( well he's not getting a tip ) It rolls across your table precariously; runs into your unopened bottle of champagne. The wine comes to a lazy stop as the champagne falls off the table and onto the floor, where it bursts - the cork is sent flying into the air and comes to a stop in the starlet's eyesocket. She falls to the ground, writhing and screaming in agony. The band comes to a slow, chaotic stop. You realize you're holding your breath. The only sound in the room is the piercing screeches made by the beautiful Tempest Storm on stage.)

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