- Isn’t it curious… - Said Cathy, getting up on the stage. - One day I was here at this very stage, dancing to entertain horny rich men and the other I was posing for paintings that would be auctioned for hundreds of thousands of dollars… And it was all before I met you. I never cared much about art but suddenly my whole life became centered around it. You never got to see me at my prime.
- You said you haven’t changed. - Said Andrew, trying to understand what she meant.
- I haven’t. But my world has.
Cathy walked towards the pole taking her top off, throwing it aside.
- What are you doing? - Andrew asked, laughing.
- Well, I lived, breathed and pleasantly suffered for your art. I just realized I never had the opportunity to show you mine. The speakers of this place are still working?
