Calliope nodded in approval, having nothing more to add to it. Money had never, even being enough in their lifetime. And it probably never was, especially not now. Calliope sighed, probably thinking about having to find a regular customer who was willing to pay well without trapping them. Then they shivered, thinking about how wealthy customers who were interested in their likes tended to know each other and then… what about Darius, did he know him? Chéri took a long breath and lost themselves in that thought for a moment. Chéri nodded “Although I don’t think I can dance again. Not for real.” They didn’t finish.

Chéri nodded and said “Female dancers wear more clothes, but for some reasons people seemed to find it weirder.” Ah yes, some good ol’ double standards, ever forget about that.