Dollface grinned, handing the sweaty autographed paper napkin back to a boy in an AC/DC t-shirt — she had FANS now.
No, an army, a KISS Army!
Hands on hips, William smirked, for once not feeling envious of his younger, more virile competition: little boys may fawn and flatter, but Dollface deserved a real man.
Like him, because she now owed him her up and coming career.
"All right, all right, show's over, tell your friends about them, thank you and good night!" He stepped forward, shooing off the new cash cows and their families as Vinnie dropped the curtains and killed the lights. "Matinee discounts every Friday afternoon, buy a pizza and a pitcher, get a live Fazbear Girls show plus game tokens, all for $29.99 plus tax!" he said, ushering them out the door and into the parking lot.
The marketing team was obviously impressed, they would get back to him Monday morning with their findings, yadda yadda yadda… "All right girls, good show, good show, don't forget, you have tables to bus and dishes to wash before you can go home, all tips go in the tip jar or I'll take it out of your wages!"
Picking up for her now that she was on her knees, holding back tears, and very much not being a team player, Dolli Mae helped Dollface up from the edge of the little stage, carolling, "It's only right now!"
"Lick it up!" Wolfie shouted, waving her drumsticks overhead, "Lick it up!"
"Oh oh, oh, oh-" Izzy echoed nervously, patting her tambourine.
"'Oooh-yeah, woo-yeah!"
"...Is… Is this even LEGAL?" Henry asked nervously, stepping out of his workshop, "We're gonna lose our backing! William, do you even know what this could do to us?"
"Don't worry, Hank, I'll take care of everything." William lit the last cigarette in the pack, took a deep drag, held it and then thoughtfully released it in a series of meditative rings before saying, "The audience loved 'em.. How do you feel about writing some original songs?"
Partner stammering nervously, William sauntered over to the monitor on Henry's workbench. Good, numbnuts captured the whole, delicious thing on VHS without even being told.
"William, we could lose everything for this!" Henry finally managed to get out, adding, "Maybe even get arrested. They're MINORS!"
"Calm down, old friend of mine… calm down." Afton pushed "Eject" and pocketed the bulky cassette, adding, "Worse was televised in the sixties - remember the Supremes? It's them all over, only this time with black lipstick and fishnets."