"Full nude?" she repeated with another blink. Then she gave her head a little shake and Kami pushed off the counter behind her, making for the refrigerator. "I've never been in a strip club," she continued as if that would explain the time she had needed to picture and imagine Mirza's place of employment. "Some of the girls back in college wanted to go to a girlie revue but they chickened out at the last minute. I don't know why."
Kami shrugged and paused with her hand on the handle of the refrigerator. Her dark eyes ran over Mirza's lithe figure again with professional appreciation, a dancer recognizing another fine body. She sighed, a quirky smile at her lips. "Girls are pretty," she mentioned lightly, "but I bet your show is really something else. Now... Do you want something to drink or anything?"