Flashback to 1899:
A man named Rainer moved to Montmartre region of Paris to become a writer among those of the "Bohemian movement." He's excited to be doing what he loved for a living, to write about whatever he wanted; to have no limitations. And as he enthusiastically sat at his creaked desk, he stretched out his long slim fingers, cracked his knuckles, adjusted the paper, and decided to write about love. His fingers were in position as he felt energy coursing through his body, and as he was about to type his first word, he realized he knew nothing about love. He'd never been in love, nor had anyone but his mother love him in return. He was baffled, thus he stood, walked around the room, and thought and thought, but to no avail. Suddenly as he went back to his seat to think a while longer, a loud thud came from the room above him, and a large man came tumbling down, landing near Rainer's bed. Suddenly another man popped his head through the enormous whole in Rainer's ceiling, this man was very thin with long brown hair tied in a ponytail, wearing glasses, his small brown eyes looked rather nervous.
"Oh we're terribly sorry about all this." He had a slight lisp.
"Oh it's quite alright. I'm Rainer by the way." Rainer had a slight German accent. He got up and walked over to the man who now seemed unconscious by his bed.
"Oh he'll be fine. He's narcoleptic, he does this all the time, though it is hard for him to stay in character." The thin man shrugged as he hopped down along with one other man with dark hair slicked back, he was wearing a Bohemian styled tux along with a pair of simple black glasses, he had to put down his music sheet before coming down to help the other small man lift the narcoleptic brawny man so they could carry him back up to the other room. Rainer couldn't just stand by and thus helped them carry the burly man back to their room as they all sat down and introduced themselves.
"I'm Wiggins." Said the skinny, thin man with a ponytail and a lisp. Rainer shook his hand, not too firmly, but enough as not to seem like a weakling.
"I'm Mickey." The man in the Bohemian suit and black glasses introduced himself; he seemed to be quite happy-go-lucky.
"And that's Phoebus, he'll be waking up shortly." Wiggins said pointing over to the man passed out on a million pillows.
"Ahem." There was a snobbish voice that carried a certain Jamaican accent.
"Oh, that's Sebastian. Don't take things too personally from him (whisper) he's high maintenance." Wiggins whispered the latter as they all snickered, Sebastian didn't seem too impressed; he was somewhat intimidating, what with his bright red and maroon suit, his hair in dark brownish-red dreadlocks, his lower lip hanging over somewhat, his skin a dark chocolate color, with eyes ablaze.
"If ye don't mind, I'd like to continue with rehearsal. That is, if yer done wit yer meetin' and introductions." Sebastian said sarcastically, clearly not wanting to waste another precious second.
"Oh I do apologize. I didn't mean to interrupt all of you." Rainer apologized, somewhat nervous.
"Oh bother you Sebastian, you don't have to be so stuck up all the time." Wiggins snapped at him. They continued talking about the entire goings on, something about writing a play titled Spectacular Spectacular, to which Sebastian was writing it, though they seemed to have some disagreements as far as how the songs should sound. Rainer simply sat there on the ground listening to all them arguing back and forth, it also seemed that they intended to sell it to the owner of the Moulin Rouge, a man named Oaken. But Sebastian and Wiggins couldn't agree on anything, and those two were too busy arguing to hear what Phoebus and Mickey had to say, and Rainer was awkwardly thrust into the situation. Suddenly they had the bright idea to incorporate Rainer into the play rather than Phoebus, who continued to nod off more and more frequently. Thus Rainer was rushed up a ladder, handed a white scarf, and a mountain man hat as they tried to reenact a scene on a mountaintop somewhere in Switzerland. Though they didn't get very far, what with Wiggins and Sebastian still bickering then raging at each other, Rainer realized he was going to be stuck atop the ladder for the rest of the day unless he did something, and him trying to speak up wasn't doing anything, thus he took a deep breath and began singing vibrantly.
"The hills are alive . With the sound of music~" Rainer began to sing melodiously.
"The hills are alive with the sound of music... I love it!" Phoebus cheered Rainer on as he jumped off the bed, clapping his hands together.
". . . With songs they have sung. For a thousand years!~" Rainer continued.
"Brilliant! Maybe you and Sebastian should write the show together." Wiggins applauded. But that was not what Sebastian wanted to hear.
"Goodbye!" Sebastian slammed the door as he walked out on all of them. For a moment they panicked, but then Wiggins got a brilliant idea.
"Rainer will write it!" Wiggins pointed to Rainer.
"M-me?" Rainer looked at him confused and terrified.
"Yes you! You're perfect, what with coming up with those lyrics on the spot, you'll do fine!" Wiggins encouraged.
"Let's celebrate... For your first job in Paris!" Wiggins popped open a bottle of boos as they began to drink, excessively. Suddenly Tinker Bell appeared before them.
"I'm Tinker Bell." She greeted them as she began singing and dancing seductively. Her short green dress exposed all of her. . . assets.
"The hills are alive with the sound of music!~" She sang in a high pitched tone as they heard sounds of bells, her blonde hair glowing as she sprinkled fairy dust on them, they felt themselves beginning to fly as they thought happy thoughts as she continued to sing the lyrics over and over again.
"Yeah, freedom... Beauty... Truth... And love!" Rainer, Wiggins, Phoebus, and Tinker Bell all chanted their mantra together as they cheered and danced around the room.
It was decided that Rainer would indeed write "Spectacular Spectacular," then selling it to the owner of the Moulin Rouge, Oaken, but he must also perform his poetry for Elsa, in hopes that she would play the leading lady. Elsa was the star courtesan at the Moulin Rouge, Oaken's number one girl; they all clasped their hands together and prayed that it would all go well. As they somewhat sobered up, they dressed in black tuxes and headed over to the Moulin Rouge to search for Oaken and Elsa.
It was a large building, with a windmill at the round entrance with the words Moulin Rouge spelled out with bright lights, along with the windmill spinning wheels having lights adorned on it. It was loud there, the music coming from the inside leaking out into the streets as crowds of gentleman walked into the mysteriously intoxicating Moulin Rouge.
Rainer felt his heartbeat quicken as they walked in, not a single person in this lair of darkness was sober, all with lust in their eyes. There were old men, young men, rich men, and poor men, all here to see Oaken's "Diamond Dogs," and from what Rainer was hearing from Wiggins, Phoebus, and Mickey was that there were the "Four Whores" that were quite popular, Esmeralda, Mulan, Jasmine, and the Queen of Hearts. Phoebus apparently had some business to attend to with Esmeralda before she went out on stage, thus he was gone momentarily. Rainer caught a glance of her; she was gorgeous, dark wavy black hair, emerald green eyes, and dark mocha skin. Phoebus was quite the opposite of her, a light complexion with blond hair, hazel eyes and a goatee. He was a brawly man, but handsome, it was for certain that he was at attention with Esmeralda though there was yet another that wanted his attention.
"That's the China Doll, Mulan." Wiggins whispered, as he noticed Rainer was watching Phoebus, Esmeralda, and Mulan chatting together.
"Oh?" Rainer asked
"Yes, she and Esmeralda both have a romantic relationship with Phoebus, poor man, always stuck in the middle." Wiggins shook his head.
"And who do you have a romantic relationship with?" Rainer asked curiously.
"Well honestly, there are a few girls here that I could go for, but it's all rather . . . complicated." He shrugged as Rainer looked to see other women walking about. One was rather heavy, she had hearts all over her can-can dress and had dark eyes with bright makeup, and a unique dress, she must be the Queen of Hearts Rainer thought to himself as he spotted another unique "Diamond Dog," she was on the short side, with long curly red hair and big blue eyed with freckled all over her face, neck, and arms, she wore a dark blue and gold can-can dress and was being approached by numerous men, but she handled the attention rather well. There was yet another woman, she too was VERY attractive, with long black hair slicked back into a high ponytail, a few extra ties added in her hair in order to create volume.
"That is the Arabian." Wiggins said nonchalantly.
"She is also quite popular, as you can tell. Jasmine is her name." Wiggins finished as they both looked her up and down, she had a curved body, her stomach exposed by her two piece aqua can-can dress with rubies and numerous lavish gems . . . aquamarine, turquoise, etc. Rainer looked back at Mulan, noticing a Chinese pattern to her can-can dress, also making her dress unique, Esmeralda had a bright red can-can dress with a deep purple satin sash, a red ruby betwixt her breasts. Rainer gulped hard, noticing how little these women's breasts were covered, their legs too were exposed, though their stockings did cover half their legs, they only made them more attractive. Rainer had never seen women dressed so seductively, using every asset they had to lure men in, and make a living from sex. But he had to continually remind himself that this was not the "real world," but indeed a world where your darkest desires were made real. Suddenly the lights dimmed, and every "Diamond Dog" vanished as a spotlight hit a tall man with a black top hat, red tailcoat, and black dress pants, dress shoes, and a black whip in hand. Suddenly music began to play, a seductive and blood pumping tune.
"That's Oaken, the owner of the Moulin Rouge." Wiggins whispered in Rainer's ear.
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi Ce soir. Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister." The "Diamond Dogs" began chanting seductively, raising their skirts and showing off their split drawers, their legs, taking up erotic poses as the orchestra began playing a lively tune.
"Hey!" Esmeralda called out as she bent backwards, kicking her leg up as she threw her head back, holding her skirts up high.
"If work's an awful bore and living's just a chore.~" Oaken started singing with a raspy voice as he marched out from the center of all his "Diamond Dogs," the lights becoming brighter and brighter revealing more of the dancers.
"Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister." The "Diamond Dogs" continued vocalizing as they danced seductively for the gentleman in the room, bringing much attention to them, exposing themselves more and more to make a living.
"What to do? Cause death's not much fun?" Oaken marched over to one girl dancing, young and sweet, appearing as a school girl with her hair in pigtails, her brown curly locks bouncing about as she twirled in her school girl uniform with a yellow hat on, and much too much makeup on her face.
"Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister.~" The "Diamond Dogs" sang out again as they shimmied and kicked up their high heels as men slipped jewels into their hands.
"I've just the antidote. And thought I mustn't gloat." Oaken marched over to one of the older gentleman as he rubbed elbows with him and pointed out his dancers who bent over, exposing their drawers as the man slipped money into Oaken's pocket, on of the blonde dancers with rosy cheeks then followed the man to a more private area.
"Gitchie Gitchie ya ya da da.~" The "Diamond Dogs" raised their skirts as they moved their hips to the rhythm.
"At the Moulin Rouge You'll have fun!" Oaken kicked his legs up as the dancers followed him, spreading out to the center of the dance floor as the men drank their drinks and watched them.
"Gitchie Gitchie ya ya here." The "Diamond Dogs" swayed back and forth as they bent down to the floor and snapped up, flicking up their skirts.
"So scratch that little niggle. Have a little wiggle!" Oaken wiggled his large body around as the other dancers followed suit.
"Gitchie Gitchie ya ya da da Creole lady marmalade!~" The "Diamond Dogs" the dancers belted out as the gentlemen put down their drinks and went out to the dance floor, where the dancers lured in their prey.
"Cause you can can can!" Oaken kicked his legs up, as the dancers began doing the can-can.
"Yes, you can can can!~" The crowd clapped and sang along as they chased after the girl they desired.
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir.~" The "Diamond Dogs" sang out in French as they then turned around, chasing after the men.
"Or you can't can't can't!" Oaken kicked up his legs as he lifted up his hat in sync with his legs.
"Yes, you can can can!" The crowd also began to attempt the can-can.
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir.~" The Queen of Hearts sang out, as two men danced beside her, clearly drunk.
"Here we are now, entertain us. We feel stupid and contagious.~" The crowd sang as they spread out on the floor dancing as they sang loudly, the dancers clearing the way.
"Got some dark desire? Love to play with fire? Why not let it rip? Live a little bit!" Oaken winked suggestively as the Four Whores surrounded him and shimmied to the tune.
"Here we are now, entertain us!~" The crowd sang out again as they marched around on the floor, clearly having a good time.
"Cause you can can can!" Oaken belted out, encouraging the men.
"We feel stupid and contagious.~" The crowd lifted their drinks and took another swig.
"Or you can't can't can't!" Oaken shook his left index finger.
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir.~" The "Diamond Dogs" sang out again as they took over the floor, continuing with the can-can as the men drooled.
"Cause you can can can!" Oaken nodded his head as he spread his arms open, inviting the crowd to enjoy any dark desire they wished.
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir.~" The "Diamond Dogs" sang out in French once again as they kicked up their high heels and formed a neat line while can-caning in a circle.
"Outside it may be raining. But in here it's entertaining! Cause you can can can! Cause you can can can!" Oaken had an umbrella and opened it at the former part of his solo, then closed it at the latter as he walked over to the orchestra, having them pick up speed.
"Here we are now, entertain us!" The crowd sang out.
"Outside, things may be tragic! But in here, we feel it's magic!" Oaken waved around a magic wand.
"Here we are now, entertain us. We feel stupid . . .~" The crowd sang in a somewhat slurred tone.
"The can-can. Because we can can can!" Oaken had the orchestra speed up once again.
"Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister. Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister. Gitchie Gitchie ya ya da da Gitchie Gitchie ya ya here.~" The "Diamond Dogs" danced as quickly as they could, still dancing seductively.
"Because you can can can! Yes you can can can!~" Oaken sang out even faster than before.
"Gitchie Gitchie ya ya da da Creole lady maralade!~" The "Diamond Dogs" belted out, dancing even faster now.
"Because you can can can! Because you can can can!" Oaken nodded his head quickly as he chanted faster and faster.
"You can bump and grind." Phoebus, Wiggins, and Mickey joined in.
"Cause it's good for your mind!~" Rainer sang out vibrantly.
"Cause you can can can can can can can can can!~" Oaken sang out as swiftly as he could as the "Diamond Dogs" landed in a perfect split, ending the song. The crowd applauded them as the dancers stood, took a bow, and the men went back to their business.
"That was phenomenal!" Rainer took another shot of whiskey as they all laughed and shared some of their most cherished memories, getting to know each other better. And once that conversation was finished Wiggins wanted to let Rainer know about the rest of the plan.
"Now Rainer, you must know that I have planned that you will meet Elsa in her boudoir after her performance. Is that understood? Once the two of you are alone, you are to discuss Spectacular Spectacular to her, get her interest, and make sure she agrees to it. Just don't forget, you MUST sell it so that Oaken will be interested in buying the show, and she will be the star." Wiggins appeared rather serious; Rainer nodded his head and agreed to it. Suddenly the lights dimmed again as the "Diamond Dogs" seemed to be preparing for another number.
"Where's all my soul sisters? Let me hear ya'll flow sisters.~" Esmeralda began the next song as she snapped her fingers, lifting her skirt with her free hand as she showed of her curvy leg.
"Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister (oh). Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister.~" The "Diamond Dogs" began singing harmoniously as they strutted toward the center of the dance floor in sync.
"He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge. Struttin' her stuff on the street (street). She said, 'Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?' (woah)~" Mulan sang her solo as she lifted her skirts, flipping her long black hair back as she thrust her hips forward, kicking her legs back. Her corset clung to her small torso, her bust not too large, but very perky, her legs were long and lean, being complimented by her black heels.
"Giuchie, giuchie, ya ya da da (yeah-ey) Giuchie, giuchie, ya ya here (here) Mocha Choca latta ya ya (ooh yeah).~" The "Diamond Dogs" formed a circle, lifting their skirts, numerous colors of spilt draws exposed, all with frills, and some even with bows, rhinestones, and other such accessories. Their heels at least four inches, and all different types . . . red, blue, purple, yellow, green, the colors were endless, but all drew positive attention to the many legs exposed, only making the men want their company more. They were like toys on a string, and the men acted like tomcats in heat when they were witnessing their extremities exposed every time they lifted their skirts or bent forward. It seemed like it would be impossible for all of them to breathe, what with how tight their corsets were tied, lifting up their perky, round, succulent breasts, and creating cleavage for the men to drool over, along with giving them a flattering slim waistline. But out of all the "Diamond Dogs," the Four Whores were the ones getting all the attention. But there was one thing Rainer didn't quite understand, where was Elsa?
"Creole Lady Marmalade.~" Mulan belted out, for such a petite girl, she had quite the voice.
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ah, oh). Voulez vous coucher avec moi (Yeah yeah yeah yeah) (Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister. Hey sister, go sister soul sister flow sister).~" The "Diamond Dogs" sang out as they all danced, twirling their bodies, accenting every curve on their body as they dropped their backsides to the floor, then slowly coming up again.
"He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up. Boy drank all that Magnolia wine. On her black satin sheets. Suedes dark green, yeah.~" Merida sang out in a slight Scottish accent.
"Giuchie, giuchie, ya ya da da (da da). Giuchie, giuchie, ya ya here (ooh ooh yah yah). Mocha Choca latta ya ya (yaaaa).~" The "Diamond Dogs" took turns posing as they found a man's lap to sit on, stole a kiss then went back to doing the can-can.
"Creole Lady Marmalade.~" Merida sang out from atop a table, numerous men surrounding her again, but she didn't mind.
"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir). Voulez vous coucher avec moi (Yeah yeah yeah uh).~" The "Diamond Dogs" spun around, the colors of their skirts revealed as they bent over, flicking the back end of their skirts up as their backsides were exposed yet again.
"We come through with the money and the garter belts. Let 'em know we got that cake straight up the gate. We independent women, some mistake us for whores I'm sayin' why spend mine when I can spend yours. Disagree? Well that's you and I'm sorry. I'm a keep playing these cats out like Atari. High-heeled shoes getting love from the dudes. Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge.~" Esmeralda sung out in a quick rhythmic pattern as she performed a special dance, twirling around, her skirts flying up in the air as she spun around the room, flipped upside down and landed in a perfect split, earning her a loud applause.
"Hey sisters, soul sisters. Better get that dough sisters.~" Esmeralda took a deep breath, the "Diamond Dogs" took over the chorus.
"We drink wine with diamonds in the glass. By the case the meaning of expensive taste. You wanna gitchie, gitchie, ya ya (come on). Mocha Choca latta what? Creole Lady Marmalade.~" Esmeralda belted out as she bent over, lifting her skirts as the men behind her took a good long look.
"(One more time c'mon) Marmalade (ooh). Lady Marmalade (ooh yeah). Marmalade (ooh, hey hey hey).~" The "Diamond Dogs" sung separately, then together again, each taking a higher or lower pitch as they all twirled their skirts around, doing the can-can, skin exposer, lap dances, and creating pure lust in the crowds' eyes.
"Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth, hey. Colour of café au lait (all right). Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried. More (more) more (more) more (more).~" Jasmine walked into the center, having her own time in the spotlight as four men surrounded her, making attempts to have their way with her right there in then, too drunk to care about privacy. But she knew just how to evade doing too much in public like this.
"Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5 (9 to 5).~" Merida used her hands to gestured the amount of hours the poor men had to work, as she pouted her face, but then lifted her skirts as the men cheered her on.
"Livin' the grey flannel life (oh pity).~" Mulan made a slight sad face as she shimmied toward Phoebus.
"But when he turns off to sleep memories creep. More (more) more (more) more (more).~" Jasmine's hands roamed over her bust as a man's head slip from her groin to her stomach, to betwixt her breasts, kissing her neck as she took him away with her. And she never missed a beat of her solo, never off pitch, just simply perfect. They're all good actresses, I wonder how good Elsa is? Rainer thought to himself.
"Giuchie, giuchie, ya ya da da (da da ahah oh). Giuchie, giuchie, ya ya here (ooh Oh lord). Mocha Choca latta ya ya (oh oh oohoh). Creole Lady Marmalade. Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir). Voulez vous coucher avec moi (all my sisters yeh). Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir). Voulez vous coucher avec moi (ooh).~" The "Diamond Dogs" echoed off of one another.
"Oh yeah ooh.~" Jasmine sang out as she spun around the room.
"Lady Marmalade.~" Merida belted out as she jumped up and swung her skirts up.
"Hey hey uh uh uh uh uh uh uh.~" Esmeralda sang as her voice rose.
"(Oh oh ooooh) Rottweiler baby. Moulin Rouge (ooh dadow dadow). Misdemeanor here.~" Mulan went back to back with Esmeralda as they sashayed around the room.
"Creole Lady Marmalade ooh yes!~" The "Diamond Dogs" finished up their song, all laying out on the floor forming a perfect line, all doing a perfect split as the men all stood and applauded them. They stood, took their bows, then cleared the floor as the lights dimmed, time for another performance. This one would most certainly affect Rainer far more than the others.
"It's Elsa's turn." Wiggins whispered over to Rainer as he felt his heart skip a beat.
The music turned from rowdy, to quite, calm, and sensually alluring. As the ceiling seemed to be opening as a blue light created an ocean glow as glittering came raining from above, the men all stood a gasp as a beautiful trapeze swing came down with the most beautiful creature ANY man has laid eyes on.
There she sat atop the swing, wearing a black sequenced corset beaded with rhinestones and diamonds, black Lycra with support panties and a high cut leg, fishnet stockings, long black satin gloves, a black top hat with a thick edge around the brim with rhinestones, and black suede stilettos with three star studded designs per shoe. The corset had a long rhinestone netted tail that swung with every move she made, there was black cloth supporting it so that Elsa would not be injured by the weight of the tailcoat. She looked so graceful up on that black trapeze swing. The corset accentuated her hourglass figure, her medium sized bust held tight by the corset, and her platinum blonde hair in a side braid over her right shoulder with diamond hairpins in it. Her big bright azure eyes shone as the blue light lit up her creamy skin, her black lashes caked with mascara, and her make-up was a little heavy, but that just made her eyes bigger, her cheeks more flushed, and her red lips look that much fuller.
"It's her, the Sparkling Diamond." Wiggins nudged Rainer as they all looked to the ceiling, glitter still coming down from the heavens, as a dark blue light now created a spotlight for her.
"The French are glad to die for love, they delight in fighting duels, but I prefer a man who lives, and gives expensive jewels!~" Elsa began to sing as she came down on her swing slowly, appearing mysterious, yet glittering. She swings around on her trapeze as the men try and reach out for her, she teases them by sticking out one free arm as the orchestra's music quickens.
"A kiss on the hand may be quite continental. But diamonds are a girl's best friend. A kiss may be grand but it won't pay the rental. On your humble flat or help you feed your pussycat. Meow. Men grow cold as, girls grow old. And we all lose our charms in the end. But square-cut or pear-shaped. These rocks don't lose their shape. Diamonds are a girl's best friend.~" Elsa was now down on the floor as she danced around the men, who were now giving her priceless diamond necklaces.
"Tiffany . . ." The men raised her in the air and spun her around as she tilted her head back.
"Cartier!" She was set down as a man offered her roses; she threw them away from her as she pouted disappointedly.
"Cause we are living in a material world. And I am a material girl. Come and get me boys. Aaauw!" Elsa was suddenly lifted into the air and carried around by the men all around her.
"Black Star! Rosh Cold!~" She cried out as she was carried to the stage, where Oaken was waiting for her.
"Talk to me, hurry Oaken! Tell me all about it!~" She threw her arms up as she was also lifted up onto the stage.
"There may come a time when a, lass needs a lawyer.~" She danced with Oaken as the background singers now joined in.
"But diamonds are a girl's best friend.~" Oaken pretended to grab her bum as she began taking off her long black sating gloves, shimmying around the stage as the "Diamond Dogs" gathered around them.
"There may come a time when a, hard-boiled employer.~ " Oaken told Elsa about the Duke as they danced with one another, though the Duke is holding a handkerchief, so is Rainer. They both had wine spilled on them, thus Oaken and Elsa see two very different men both holding handkerchiefs at different times, and as Oaken is telling Elsa about the Duke with the handkerchief, she assumes it to be Rainer, though Oaken is assuming that Hans is indeed the one with the handkerchief, causing some confusion. They continue to spin back-to-back looking around the room as each time they keep their eyes on whosoever they believe is the Duke. And Oaken is completely unaware of the fact that Rainer will be meeting Elsa, since Oaken is promising Elsa to a wealthy and immoral "Duke of the Southern Isles," a potential investor in the Moulin Rouge.
"Thinks you're awful nice, but get that ice or else no dice. He's your guy when stocks are high. But beware when they start to descend.~" The background singers sang as Elsa reached up for the diamonds Oaken had in his hands.
"Diamonds are a girl's best.~" The "Diamond Dogs" sing in the background as Oaken hands Elsa a large heart shaped diamond studded piece of jewelry.
"Diamonds are a girl's best. Diamonds are a girl's best.~" The "Diamond Dogs" sang as Oaken and Elsa disappear begins the many skirts lifted and used as cover as Elsa changes into another costume, to which to the audiences' point of view, makes it look as if they're making love. Although in reality, Elsa was changing whilst Oaken spoke to her about the Duke of the Southern Isles.
Her new attire consisted of a dark pink bodice covered in jewels and diamantes in pink and silver, cream shoulder straps covered with a wavy line of diamonds in varying size. Her neckline of the bodice is a curved 'V' down to a low point at the front, with a slightly curved neckline at the back. On each of her plump breasts was a large heart motif created from the diamonds set in gold colored metal, with a very large central heart-shaped diamante. There were also three jewels suspended from each large heart motif. There was a matching large heart shaped motif at the base of the bodice, over the crotch, where the border of the motif is cut separately so it can move independently from the central jewels. The hem of the bodice was cut slightly rounded over the hips with a heavy fringe of gold and silver bugle bead strings all around the front and hips. She also had an ostrich feathered plume skirt, matching pink panties, suspender belt, stockings, gloves, high-heeled shoes to match her outfit with a T-bar strap and the front of the shoe had a pattern of diamonds with various shapes in gold spread out in a star shape and a line of diamantes over the strap as well. Underneath her panties were two identical pairs of flesh colored nylon stockings with a diamond-shaped fishnet pattern covering them. The lace band at the top in was in varying flesh tones and dotted with diamantes, she also had a pair of full-length white kid leather gloves. She also had two bracelets made of diamonds. The two identical bracelets were of bright gold metal and diamantes. There is an arched rectangular motif in the center, which is decorated with small diamond, and at either side is a mesh of larger diamond set in gold
"Let's make love.~" Elsa continued to change as the "Diamond Dogs" sang the chorus as Oaken said how the Duke is willing to invest in the Moulin Rouge, thus she must make him fall in love with her.
"Everything's going so well . . .~" Elsa was finishing up as she asks what kind of girl the Duke would most prefer, Oaken said a smoldering temptress over wilting flower and bright and bubbly. Though Elsa was made sure to understand that after one night with her, the Duke was sure to invest in the Moulin Rouge, and she was also too thrilled to become a real actress.
"Cause that's when those lasses go back to their spouses.~" Elsa emerged with a new costume as did Oaken in a simple white tux.
"Diamonds, are a girl's best... Friend." She appears in front of Rainer shaking her curvy hips. She managed to get him to dance with her, with some encouragement.
"I believe you were expecting me?" Elsa asked as she had a sensual look on her face.