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Autum steps into her closet. She stands there for a few seconds, then opens the door into a club. The bartender grins at her, “Hey Ayant! Get your ass over here!”
“What now Phil?”
“Boss is fucked, Bessy didn’t show.”
“Not again! Phil, you know I love you, but if I have to take over another stage show I’m going to personally remove your balls!”
“Dually noted.”
“Thanks”
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Autum enters a room filled with women in scandalous clothing. One of the women came over to Autum.
“Ayant, Bessy didn’t show!”
“I know, I know. I’ve got to call Janie and see if she can fill in.”
“What if she can’t?”
“Then I’ll take over, k?” She smiles at the woman, then raises her voice to the crowd, “Twenty minutes ‘til curtain, people!”
The manager comes out of a meeting and rushes over to Autum, “Ayant, you’re covering for Bessy!”
“I’m checking with Janie first.”
He comes back over to her and sighs, “I’ll throw in a slot for your band tomorrow night and give you a, what an eighty percent pay raise this week?”
Autum grins and throws her arms around the man, “If you insist.”
He pulls away, “I do… Jennifer! Costuming, costuming! These things look like they’re painted on!”
“They’re supposed to.”
“No, they’re supposed to look like they’re falling off!”
“I’ll do my best.” She leaves as fast as possible.
“Ayant, fifteen minutes!” he snaps at her.
“Fifteen minutes, everyone!” Autum heads to a locker and tries to open it repeatedly. “The locker’s stuck again!” she shouts around the corner. “RANDY!” A guy pokes his head out of a small corner room.
“What?”
“Bessy’s locker is jammed again.”
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Connor stands in the lobby of the Hyperion, hoping someone would come to help him soon. Angel comes out of his office. “Dad!”
Angel looks at his son in astonishment, “Connor? What’re you doing here?”
“I need your help.”
“What with?”
“My girlfriend”
“Oh.” Angel was really hoping that he wouldn’t have to talk with Connor about stuff like this…
“I think she’s in trouble.” Angel quickly perks up, this he can deal with. Spike comes in from the kitchens holding a glass of blood.
“Hey, Jr.”
“Um… hi”
“Why?”
“What?”
“Vampire hearing, continue.”
“When she got home today she was all beat up.”
Angel does a double take, “Home?”
“I went to see her. She goes off to college next week and we won’t be able to see her.”
“Oh,” Angel nods, “good.”
“I mean, I know what she does is rough, but she likes it, so…”
“What does she do?” Spike interrupts.
“She waits at a club, lots of drunks. She’s there now.”
“It’s late, shouldn’t she be getting ready for school?” Angel asks his son.
“She doesn’t sleep much. I think something’s going on there.”
“Why?”
“She asked me to stop coming. And Bessy’s been calling for her.”
“Who’s Bessy?”
“Her best friend, from the club.”
“Is Bessy also a waitress?” Spike asks him.
“No, she’s a stripper. I think Moon’s been filling in for her.”
“Your girlfriend’s a stripper?!” Spike howls in amusement.
“No! Maybe.” Connor admits.
“Your girlfriend’s a bloody stripper!” Spike can’t stop laughing.
“Her boss is a pain, and she called to say we’ve got a gig there Saturday.”
“How’d she get it?”
“Wouldn’t say.” Connor blushes when he admits this. “Bessy’s gone because she got beaten up buy some guy in an alley, who threatened Moon.”
“And naturally you’re worried.” Connor nods at Spike’s comment.
“So, will you help, or not?” Connor looks at them pleadingly.
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