The performer on the stage brought his song to a frenzied crescendo, raising the response of the crowd to the stomping of feet and clapping of hands. The people that had been sitting beside Itzi and Chicome left their seats, and with clapping hands and smiling faces made their way to the stage.
Chicome leaned forward in her seat, Itzi noticed out of the bottom of his vision that she rested her breasts ever so slightly on the the table as she did this, presumably to make it easier for him to hear her words.
"Why am I here?" Itzi asked before Chicome had a chance to speak. The words that had been about to emerge from her opening lips were swallowed back down.
"Now that is a question that deserves an answer."
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