Exercise pole
"DG, what s that?"
"It s a pole, Mr. Cain"
"Yes I can see it s a pole"
"Then why did you ask?"
Cain sighed. "Because in the O.Z. We don t just have Poles in the middle of the room like that. WHY do you have a pole in the middle of the room?"
"Exercise." DG smiled vaguely. "It's a big thing over on the other side, keeping fit by pole dancing. After that whole running around and saving the OZ thing we did I figure I could do with an exercise regime"
"Pole dancing." Cain repeated dubiously. "You're going to dance around it like a maypole?"
"Not quite." Again with the vagueness. Cain growled.
"Not that I mind your company, Mr. Cain, but I thought you were helping Glitch?" DG asked, spinning experimentally around the pole.
"Yeah well I figured it was better for my health and Sanity NOT to stick around while Glitch tests his Experiments. Last time it went wrong I spent 3 days as him."
DG laughed and shrugged. "Well you don't mind if I get on with my exercises do you? You can watch if you want."
Cain nodded. "Yeah, Id likes to see how this works."
DG skipped over to the radio and put in a tape. Instantly a loud beat came on with a lively tempo. DG jumped up and swung herself around the pole, shimming and swaying the whole length down and then back up again.
Cain stared transfixed in horrified fascination as DG wriggled her lithe body in a way the ex tin man found Entertaining in all the wrong ways.
DG looked up about 20 minutes after starting and waved to someone Cain hadn't seen come in. "Hi Daddy."
Cain turned to see the prince consort just within the door. He bolted for the exit without a second Thought.
Maybe getting blown up in Glitch s lab was better for His health and sanity after all.