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Ready for the show, Devil? Or are you feelin' like an Angel tonight?

Just about [she replies, putting the final touches on her makeup.] And I'm definitely a Devil tonight. [Glancing over at her coworker, she flashes a smile.] I like what you've done with your hair.

[An easy smile back.] Thanks. Thought the boys could use seeing a little more variety.

You're looking good.

Mmmhm. Not that they're liable to complain as long as they get to see the girls. [That comment could refer to women. Or it could refer to boobs.]

Thanks. [She stretches a little, chuckling to herself.] Ready to go wild? [It's almost time for them to go on stage.]

[Perhaps both.] Got that right.

[A barely-there grin.] Aren't I always?

Hell yeah you are. Let's go [she says, grinning as she walks up towards the curtain. This might not be the idle lifestyle, but she lives for this moment, this moment when she can go crazy.]

[It's not her ideal life, never has been, but Deirdre can't deny the rush she gets when they preform. It's like living in another world, where there's no troubles to run from and nowhere urgent to be getting to. It's just them and the music.]

[For Allison, this moment is about being the center of attention, and about being someone other than who she used to be. Right now she's a devil, taunting men who aren't allowed to touch her. It's a rush like nothing else, and she starts tossing off pieces of clothing after not too long.]

[Deirdre's a little slower about things, having always preferred the dancing to the stripping. One of the regulars earns a smile and a bit of the performance directed towards him, but really she goes everywhere Allison doesn't, offering a more angelic persona to counter her coworker's devil act.]

[They work well together, a team. Deidre's always good at balancing out whatever she's got going on, and soon she's down to almost nothing. She finishes her performance on the stage, spinning around the pole, and then stopping with her legs wrapped around it and her arms out in the air.]

[She ends standing, one hand gripping the pole, the other bent against her side, a beaming smile and a wink aimed towards the audience at large.]