DISCLAIMER:: I DO NOT own Criss Angel or any other member of the Mindfreak crew. They only people I do own is Amelia or any other name you don't know. I DO NOT own them...got that? I DO NOT own Lady Gaga.

"Amelia your on in 10." I heard Rachel yell from the dressing rooms. I was in the office part of the club trying to study for my up cumming final. Walking into the dressing room, I throw my books in the locker with the name 'Lady Gaga' on it. With one last look in the mirror I was off to earn my money. The music was loud and the lights were low. A normal night at the Sugar Shake, one of Las Vegas' newest strip clubs. After my show I was asked to walk around and make sure everyone is happy. I was on my back to the dressing rooms to pack up and head home when I heard someone say they wanted to leave. My ass felt the a pincushion but it was my job to keep people here.

"Ello boys! Everyone having fun?" I asked looking at the odd group sitting infront on me.

"Criss we really shouldn't be here. What if the press gets wind of this?" One guy that looked a lot like the guy he was sitting beside said to the one on the other side of the table.

"They wont." The one snapped back.

"Hey..heeey..HEY" Clearly the were all stupid.

"Sorry, didn't see you standing there." The one name Criss said. "Can I help you?"

"Umm..nooo. But can I help you?" No asked me that before.

"We were just leaving." The one said trying to get up. He was kicked under the table and quickly sat down.

"Sorry for my brothers. We are fine. Whats your name?"

"Lady Gaga, look you can help me with something...can I sit down. My feet are killing me." I asked. I'm not aloud to do this but they didn't seem like the type to go running to the owner.

"Sure. I'm Criss." He slide over so I could sit on the other side of him, no one could see me then. "That's J.D., Costa, Dave, Jimmy and Luke."

"Hi. Lady Gaga." I was praying the wouldn't ask me for my real name.

"Now whats a pretty little thing like you doing working here?" Dave asked at least I think his name was Dave.

"Easy money." Short, sweet and to the point. No need to go into great detail. The rest of the night I talked to these guys and had a fun time with the, to bad I wasn't going to see them again. They were all really nice.

A/N: The idea for this story came out of nowhere and I had to write it down. Read and Review. Before you ask, I got the name Lady Gaga from the singer and a movie I watched a while back. Plus I thought that it was not an everyday stripper name so I used it.