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"Are we still doing our duet?" Charlie asked her girlfriend.

"Course." Nicole said with a smile.

"I love you." Charlie said.

"I love you more."

"I love you most."

"Okay Charlie and Nicole. We need you in wardrobe."

The couple got dressed and their makeup done.

"I've always wanted to do a jazz song." Charlie said.

"Same. Plus we get to do the adorable routine you choreographed." Nicole said.

"What song are you doing?"

"The lady is a tramp." Nicole said and smiled.

Mia was sitting and writing.

"Why aren't you performing with them?" Ross asked making her jump.

"Hi to you too Ross. I didn't really want to. They kept asking me and wouldn't take no for an answer. The people at home are probably gonna put them on blast like. Those bitches are performing without our Mimi!" Mia said. "So if that happens. I'll clap back."

"You must be really fucking angry." Ross said.

"What?" Mia said.

"U plus your hand? This is about him isn't it?"

"What gave you that idea?" Mia asked with a small smile.

"You.. Heh. Pretty." Ross said. She smiled at him again.

"Thanks Ross. My girls are going on. I'll see you later." She said and kissed his cheek. She ran over to the side of the stage.

Nicole had the hat in her hands and the two smiled at each other while they waited for the song to start.

Charlie winked at her and Nicole mouthed.
Te amo.

The song started and they started dancing.

Nicole-She gets too hungry for dinner at 8
She loves the theater but she never comes late

Charlie-I never bother with people that I hate
That's why this lady is a tramp
Doesn't like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those girls
That's why the lady is a tramp

Nicole-She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke, but it's o'k
She hates California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp

Doesn't like dice games, with sharpies and frauds
Won't go to Harlem, in Lincolns or Fords
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of those broads
That's why the lady is a tramp

Both-I've wined and dined on mulligan stew
and never wished for turkey
As I hitched and hiked and grifted, too
from Maine to Albuquerque
Alas, I missed the Beaux-Arts Ball, and what is twice as sad
I was never at a party where they honored Noel Ca'ad
But social circles spin too fast for me
My Hobohemia is the place to be

Ross stood next to Mia. He watched her as she smiled at her two best friends.

They finished and Charlie pecked Nicole on the cheek.
They waved as the audience applauded and they walked off of the stage.

Mia ran to them and gave them hugs.

"You did so well!"

"Thanks Mi mi." They said.

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