"Great show girls!" Kevin Richardson called to Lara before running on stage.
"Thanks Kev!" Lara replied. She hurried into Nova's dressing room to see the rest of her group huddled around something.
"Hey guys! Kev said we had a great show tonight. What's that?" Lara asked, heading over to where they were standing. Cora, Alison, Victoria, Grace, Andrew and the recently added Lara, were standing around a cake. It was three inches thick, 1' by 1', with white icing and decals of roses and canoes and suns and moons and the words: We're So Sorry We Saw You Naked! Love BS Boys
"Do you think that BS might stand for bull shit?" Victoria asked, doubtfully.
"Maybe A.J. was trying to be poetic . . ." Alison replied sarcastically.
"I think they we're just trying to make it fit on the cake," Grace informed them.
"Uh - Can I just ask a question?" Andrew hesitated. The girls nodded. "Exactly how dead are these guys."
"Buried in the ground." Victoria smiled grimly.
"Can't you already smell the rotting stench of death?" Alison added.
"One of the most painful ways to die is a gunshot wound to the stomach . . . unfortunately I'm not a very good shot," Grace smiled, "And when I miss, I tend to miss low . . ."
"Scorched to cremation," Lara offered.
"I'd say they're sleeping with the fishes," Cora finished.
"Oh, I see. Just wanted to be sure," Andrew nodded. "Well, I'll see you girls!" With that he hurried out of the dressing room and leaned against the wall. "Oi vey!" He muttered weakly.
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