"Lots of people go to dinner theatre," she says, hoping the flush in her cheeks doesn't show in the dim light of the entryway. Tosh spent nearly an hour at the shop trying to decide on a dress. Too fancy, too casual, too sexy. It was all so hard. "Thanks. Just something I had in my closet."
What she means to do is compliment him back, but walking into the restaurant is something unexpected. It's both beautiful and dark, the tables secluded and private, the walls covered in velvet drapes. The most surprising thing is the stage and what's on it. Two girls dressed in corsets and what appears to be bloomers, dancing about with feathers half the size of their bodies. Even more surprising is the girl spinning on the hoop suspended from the ceiling. "Oh."
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Date: 2012-07-10 07:59 am (UTC)What she means to do is compliment him back, but walking into the restaurant is something unexpected. It's both beautiful and dark, the tables secluded and private, the walls covered in velvet drapes. The most surprising thing is the stage and what's on it. Two girls dressed in corsets and what appears to be bloomers, dancing about with feathers half the size of their bodies. Even more surprising is the girl spinning on the hoop suspended from the ceiling. "Oh."