Dennis and his boyfriend arrived to Glamorous some minutes after their conversation at the dressing room. He followed Bobby inside the club after showing his ID to the Security Guard. The place did honor to its name: it was very appealing. There were men talking, kissing, holding hands, drinking, laughing, dancing, having fun. When At the moment, there was a guy in a Tina Turner drag, singing "Proud Mary" on a stage where the karaoke contest was being held. Dennis sat at a table with Bobby, then checked the menu and asked the waiter for a Marilyn Monroe cocktail and smiled, thinking of that private joke.

"Your thoughts so far? Is it too much?" Bobby asked.

"It's never enough" he giggled and looked right into Bobby's eyes. "I like this place."

"I told you! I'm sorry I almost had to kidnap you."

"It's okay, baby. It was worth it" he held his hand and gave him a warm look. The waiter arrived with his cocktail and Bobby's Shirley Temple cocktail. Dennis raised his glass with a charming smile. "Cheers for Bombshell!"

"Cheers!"

At that moment, "Tina" finished her song and got off the stage. The Master of Ceremonies, a guy with a huge smile on his face and a pink tuxedo got on stage. "And that's how Proud Mary keeps on burning! Well, now our next contestants of the night are… Bobby and Dennis" he said.

Dennis looked confused.

"What?" he asked. "Bobby, did you put us in the karaoke competition?"

Bobby blushed. He didn't need to answer.

"Where are Bobby and Dennis?" the M.C asked. Dennis sighed and stood up, followed by Bobby as they reached their microphones. "Which song are you singing today?"

"Believe me, I have no idea" Dennis said. "Which song would be appropriate?"

"How about 'I Got You Babe' by Sonny and Cher?" Bobby suggested, as if he didn't plan it with anticipation.

He smiled. "I couldn't agree more. But you're not taking Cher's part from me."

"It's a deal" Bobby said and grabbed his hand.

The M.C nodded and took the mic. "Welcome Dennis and Bobby; they will be singing 'I Got You Babe' by our fabulous Cher and Sonny Bono." He smiled and left the stage, leaving it to the couple as they approached the stage. Dennis took a deep breath just as the music started. Then he started singing Cher's part with all his heart on it. He did a great harmony job with Bobby and he enjoyed the performance of the song as if their lives depended on that magical moment, that's what Dennis loved about performing, he could always be himself and share his talent with the rest of the world. They ended the song singing close to each other's face and they both shared a smile and after a moment they looked at the small crowd of the bar. He had a lot of feelings at that moment: excitement, happiness, enjoyment… He wouldn't change the stage for anything.

That was when he first saw him, standing at the crowd, applauding politely with a fine smile in his smile. Dennis' attention was caught by a stranger, no, not any kind of stranger, a beautiful stranger, who was sitting alone at the bar. He was tall, handsome and elegant, with bronze hair. His eyes had a unique color, between green and hazel, and those eyes were staring at him. He was wearing a black polo t-shirt tight to his muscular body and black jeans. He smiled at the stranger, and to his surprise, the stranger smiled back.

"I bet Cher would be very proud of that performance!" said the M.C., "so next we have…"

Karen and Sue returned to the Theatre in Sue's rented car. Unfortunately, Karen had forgotten her purse at the Theatre, probably at her dressing room. The Security Guard allowed both of them to get into the building to look for it without much trouble. Karen still looked dazzling after her performance of Marilyn Monroe that same night. It was hard for her to get there, but she was proud of all the effort she had put on it to achieve it. She looked at her face in the mirror, feeling proud of herself and then remembered she had to look for her purse while Sue looked for it backstage. Then Karen heard something, it was a cough.

"Sue? Is that you?" No reply. "Who is there?" Karen stood up and followed the noise till she found out where it came from: Ivy's dressing room. But that was impossible, they would have noticed if she had missed the party, wouldn't they? Damn. She didn't remember seeing Ivy at all at the party. She tried to open the door but it was locked. "Ivy! Ivy! Open the door!" Again, she didn't get any reply from inside. She started to push the door and called Sue for help. To Karen's relieve, Sue had a key to open Ivy's dressing room door. She opened the door with the key as fast as she could, to find...

Ivy was lying on the floor, coughing, half-unconscious, pills spilled on her boudoir.