"do we really need to go through with this?"said ethan.

"hey, it's your idea."said gordo.

suddenly, a very young, snd attractive blonde started towards
the train. she was wearing a black dress, and had her hair down.

"i tell you,"exclaims a surprised ethan."when i was a little boy,
i dreamed of getting locked in a bakery. there were pastries, donuts,
cream cakes-"

"well, were on a diet now. so no pastries, donuts, or creamcakes!"
everyone stared at gordo because now he was talking like a man."oh,
extremely sorry about that...uh, sudden, uh...yes, sudden burst of
anger"he tried this time, in his girliest voice.

"but just look at her, she walks like jelly rolls on springs!"

"ah, hello there, are you the two bass and sax replacements?"said a
middle-aged blonde haired woman at the train."

"why yes, we sure are, my dear."said a surprised gordo.

"wonderful, i'm sweet jo, and this is our manager, samstalk."

"how do you do,?"said the forty-ish, brown haired man.

"and your names are?"barged sweet jo. you could tell she never gave
samstalk the light of day.

"i'm gordita."said gordo.

"and i'm, ahh." ethan could no longer remember the name
gordo had told him. so he thought of another type of mexican food."my
name is chalupa."

"oh, what darling names."said a disgusted, sweet jo.

"thank you. they're mexican."said ethan, who never knew when to shut up.

"and what's your previous experience?"

"oh here and there, this and that."said ethan.

"ah, the san francisco conservatory."gordo answered, smartly.

"ALL ABOARD!"yelled the conductor.

as godita and chalupa stepped onto the train, samstalk expressed
his thoughts."we're going to have to tell the others to watch
their language. these two seem like real ladies."

as the two "girls" boarded the train, they were covered in rows
of about twenty girls. the boys were about ready to drool.

"hello, ladies, my name is gordita, and this is my trusty
companion, chalupa!"by the way, i told you to say your name
was daphne."he whispered.

they were interupted by a young brunette."hey girls, did you
hear the one about the boy and girl on prom night-"

sweet jo interupted."watch it, missy, these are clean girls.
they come from a conservatory."

the girl huffed and wrinkled her nose in spite.

"ooh, just look at that-"said ethan.

"watch it, remember we're on a diet."

"well then maybe you should remember that you just ripped my boob,
and you better come help me.

they went into the bathroom only to find the girl they were
looking at earlier, holding a full flask of gin...