DISCLAIMER: The only thing I own is Lily, Richard O'Brien and Fox own the rest.

"Lily! Lily where are you?" A high pitched scream came from the other room, I turned to see an over excited,young girl with almost citrus colored hair, wandering through the building looking for, none other than, me.

She came running into the room, dust and dirt flying everywhere. She smiled when she spotted me standing in the corner of the storage room. She kicked her way over, throwing old posters and advertisements everywhere, and ripping a vintage Bettie Page poster in two. She had to tear up the classics.

"Lily! You will never believe who's out there!You won't! You never in a million years believe who is out there!" She screeched, her high pitched voice cracking with excitement.

"Who's out there Codes?" I inquired. Truthfully, I did not give a damn who was out there watching me and the girls shake our goodies for a buck or two.

"Shh!" She whispered,"Don't call me that here! Call me by my stage name, Columbia."

"Fine then," I said irritated. I was supposed to go on any minute now, do my routine , make some money, then go home to my goldfish. "Columbia, who is out there?"

"This guy, who says he works for a Prince. An actual Prince!! Can you believe that? I mean really, can you?" She asked, jumping up and down excitedly.

"No." I said coldly, crossing my arms across my chest and leaning against the wall.

"Well, that guy really is out there! His name is Riff something, and he told me that after the show tonight, he's going to take the two prettiest girls back to the castle to meet the prince! Do you think he's going to pick us? Do you?" She said, running out of breath near the end.

"No. One, why would a prince be coming to 'The Hot Patootie Strip Club' to find girls? There's so many eligible girls here in Denton, why would he choose to look in this a rat filled, mold infested, hell whole of a building? And, two, aren't you with that Eddie guy or something?"

"Come on Lily, you just have to trust me on this one! I know royalty when I see it, and trust me, this guy is no faker!" She pleaded.

"Fine then, whatever you say!" I said staring at the faded magazines that lined the floor. The back storage always felt like a birdcage.

"Does this mean if Riff picks us you'll go? Please?" She begged.

"Sure, why not? Can I just go on stage now?" I asked irritated.

"Oh thank you, thank you, a million times thank you!" She said hugging me while jumping up and down. "Oh yeah, you have to go on now....Break a leg! Not literally or anything!" She said as I was leaving the room, with thirty seconds to spare before I had to go out and do my thing.

The music began to play and I made my way onto the tiny rectangular stage, stepping with the beat of the song. I began to do my routine, while staring out to the crowd trying to decode who this mystery servant named Riff was. I noticed all the regulars, the creepers, the stalkers, the desperate husbands, the cheap-skates who wouldn't pay to have their friends bachelor party at an actual strip club, and Eddie.

I finally spotted the outsider standing in a back corner of the lounge. All he did was stand there, and stare. He was tall, thin, and had a hunchback.

'What the hell has she gotten me into this time?' I thought as my routine ended and began to walk back the dressing room to quickly change and meet this man or whatever he was.

"Lily!Lily! Lily! Oh- there you are!" Columbia shouted running and pushing past the rest of the girls. "He wants us to go to the castle with him!"

"I don't know Columbia, do you even know this guy? What if he's a creeper or a rapist or something?"

"Look, he works for a prince. Did you hear me? A real life Prince! This may be our only chance to get out of Denton, so I say let's take it! No buts, we're going!" She said as she started pulling me to the lounge to meet Riff, no matter how much I protested.

"Hello....." He said slyly as we walked up.

"This is Lily, the other girl you wanted to see!" Columbia said, throwing me in front of her.

"Yes. I am Riff Raff. The master will like your company very much. Please come along, before this wet liquid stuff starts to fall again, it is a bit of a walk." He said ushering the ladies to the door.

"You mean, rain?" I asked, but there was no reply.