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not," Danni said.
    And then they both laughed.
    "Leave it to Suzi-Suzi to go about things the bizarre way," Danni went on. "You're in whatfour weddings this summer?"
    " Five ," Kiki corrected. "Counting my brother's shotgun thing."
    "So most girls are doing it the old-fashioned way. You know, getting engaged and driving all their friends insane with a big wedding. But our Suzi-Suzi is doing a practice marriage with somebody else's husband."
    Kiki shook her head with a giggle. "Maybe she's onto something."
    The taxi kaboomed along, a few hours ahead of the worst traffic.
    "So this guy keeps coming into the club," Danni announced. "Have I told you about him?"
    "The creepy one who wants you to star in his independent film?"
    Danni pulled a face. "Oh, Godnot him. By the way, I found out he was legit. But his movies are low-budget horror. I'd be running around in the woods getting chased by a psycho with a chain saw. No thanks."
    Kiki rolled her eyes. "Sounds like my first marriage. Except for the woods and the chain saw, of course."
    Danni gave her a quizzical look.
    "Walter was psycho," Kiki explained. "And the prenup was definitely low budget."
    " Anyway ." Danni pressed on. "Usually, I don't look twice at any guy that comes into the club. But there's something about this particular one. He's really sweet, and he shows the girls a lot of respect. Every dancer has tried to get him into the Champagne Room"
    "What's that?" Kiki asked.
    "That's where they do private dances. Management says every customer who goes into the Champagne Room should walk out with a maxed-out credit card. But I don't go there. Champagne Room guys tend to get touchy-feely. Besides, I need a full stage to do my choreography."
    "So what about this guy?"
    Danni's eyes sparkled. "He works on Wall Street. Hedge funds, I think. His name's Thad Davis, and he loves, loves, loves eighties music. He says I remind him of Tawny Kitaen. Remember her? The girl from the Whitesnake videos?"
    "I heard she went crazy and beat up her husband," Kiki said. "It was all on the E! True Hollywood Story . But I'm sure he means that you remind him of pre-arrest Tawny, the girl who was rolling around on top of David Coverdale's car."
    "Exactly," Danni chirped proudly. "So this Thad guy keeps asking me out. And it's not like, 'I'll sit here until you get off work, and we'll go back to my place.' He wants to pick me up and take me out for dinner and a show."
    " A real date," Kiki said. "This guy really does love the eighties. I mean, he's so retro."
    "I know!" Danni sighed. "But I have this personal policy about never dating guys I meet at the club."
    "Okay, I'm great at rationalizing loopholes for constricting policies. You should see me do my taxes." Kiki gazed out the window. "Oohhot guy jogging." She pointed to a half-naked Adonis sweating bullets in the midday heat.
    Danni raised her brow in appreciation.
    Kiki moved on. "Let's see what do you think is the core reason behind your policy?"
    "Maintaining a professional distance," Danni said right away. "And avoiding losers and heartbreak. Every dancer who's ever dated a regular she met at the club has ended up crying on my shoulder."
    "It's simple then," Kiki remarked in a singsong voice. "Ban him from the club. Then go out with him."
    Danni brightened. "In a weird kind of way, that actually makes sense!"
    "I mean, if he's not willing to give up going to Camisole to date you, then, he's not worth fooling with anyway."
    Danni smiled. " You are brilliant."
    "Did I tell you I'm writing a book?" Kiki asked.
    "No! Are you serious? What kind of book?"
    "Sort of a self-help, autobiography, relationship recovery thing. Well, I don't know exactly yet. It's all over the place. I just think I can help a lot of women out there. For instance, take a girl in, say, Ohio. She wakes up with a pimple on the morning of the night she has a very big date with a guy she's mad for. Does she know that the only way to make it disappear is to put a speck of