𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆. 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐀 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

"𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦."

𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟏𝟖𝐭𝐡 𝟏𝟗𝟔𝟓

PEGGY TRIED HARD to catch her breath as she and the others dancer, danced the same routine at least 20 times.

"again!" Will called from behind the bar.

Peggy rolled her eyes and went into her starting position, she quickly adjusted her blonde wig and sighed.

"come on Marilyn." Will winks jokingly looking at Peggy, who was supposed to acting as Marilyn Monroe.

Cherry had taken her own designs and created a red skimpy playsuit, red ostrich feather boa, red opera gloves, black garters, black stockings and tall black heels.

"The French are glad to die for love
They delight in fighting duels
But I prefer a man who lives
And gives expensive jewels

A kiss on the hand
May be quite continental
But diamonds are a girl's best friend"

Peggy sang as she danced, lifting her leg over the chair and walking sexily.

The bell above the front door jingled but Peggy was too invested getting this choreography finally right.

"A kiss may be grand
But it won't pay the rental
On your humble flat
Or help you at the automat

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

Tiffany's
Cartier
Black Starr
Frost Gorham
Talk to me Harry Winston
Tell me all about it

There may come a time
When a lass needs a lawyer
But diamonds are a girl's best friend

There may come a time
When a hard-boiled employer
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"

"i'm looking for Peggy Lips." she heard someone ask as she danced.

"It's then that those louses
Go back to their spouses
Diamonds are a girl's best friend

I've heard of affairs
That are strictly platonic
But diamonds are a girl's best friend