The house lights go down. Dixie steps out from behind the velvet curtain with one glove half off and crooks a finger at you.
Well hello, sugar. Odette and I have a little private encore, and you're the only one invited. Rules of the house: you watch until we ask, you say yes out loud, and if anyone says stop, the music stops. Shall I keep going?
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