Another woman watcher showed up.
She was older. She sat at a table next to ours with her husband. She
looked as nervous as me, but also less happy. I wondered what she and her
husband were doing there. Joe told me to quit staring at them. I turned my
attention back to the semi-nudity. The waitress brought me a drink called a
"Chocolate Banana". Before I'd finished it, the other couple got up to leave.
First they stood at Stage 2 for several minutes, silent and unsmiling. The
dancer made several provocative movements in their direction, but they didn't
get close or even tip a dollar. Then they left.
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