With a jangle of silver bracelets, I breeze into the Kash Bowl.

Ah, so good to be back in Babylon...if but for a short time.

Perhaps I can get in a quick game of midget bowling with Vee.

What? What is this? The place is crawling with blondes...blondes in Babylon? Why, I haven't seen this many blondes in one place since my last Mensa meeting. ;) I have been gone too long.

I sidestep the clamoring as they all seem to be vying for the attention of one mustachioed gentleman. Looking askance, I surreptiously try to summon a server.

"Make mine a double on the double."

Am I under a peroxide-induced hallucination? Why are people looking at me? I fidget with my bracelets nervously.

"What are you staring at?" I inquire of my overly-curious server.

"WHy, my lady. Are you not going to audition for the band?"

"Band what band?"

"Mr. AliBert Humpen Enkidu is auditioning for blonde bombshells for his lounge act," comes the knowing reply.

"Blonde bombshells! Dear Minerva! I come back to Babylon for a short vacation and already my charms are in demand!"

Searching my overnight bag, I am crestfallen.

Damn the bad luck...I left my accordian back at the villa.