Apil apprehensively stops at the door of the Kash Bowl, checks his tutu and his make-up before entering. Then to make a grand entrance, he first stretches, then bursts open the door and starts......Jazz Run onto the floor, Tour Jete and pirouette, Point Tondue, Grand Jete, then Polka Step towards the bar. Dang, I shoulda let my eyes get accustomed to the dark before I started this. That's alright, I've got the place memorized. Suddenly somebody grabs Apil's outstretched arm in the dark and hurls him through the air, landing vertically, but upside down against the bar (he coulda swore he felt fingernails). Casually looking down at him from her barstool, Lien said to Apil, Your elbow patches rumble with a fear reminiscent of mayonnaise sidecars cradled in scotchguard.

With Apil thoroughly confused, and dizzy to boot, Tomi walks over to him, helps him aright himself, and says, It's ok Apil, it's the women's turn now. They're on a wrestling kick.

Apil breathed a sigh of relief and answered, Oh thank heavens, that makeup stuff is a real bear....two hours wasted in front of a mirror, when I coulda been drinking. What was that about 'manor-raze', 'slide-cars' and the 'Scotch-Guard'?