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Our Catfight Outfits
The camera light turned off and Biff deflated. The other girls and I quickly went backstage to change into our catfight outfits, which consisted of nothing more than simple bikinis. Chrissie was wearing a black bikini, Laura a red one, Tonya had gold and I was in emerald green.
We exited the changing area. A youngish Asian man with a state-of-the-art headset stood there, nodding. This was Michael, the backstage manager and all-around Man Friday, and he was obviously getting directions through his headset. He nodded, saying, "Yes, sir. Got it, sir." He looked up and smiled as he saw us coming.
"Hey, you guys are great so far, alright? Great! The camera loves you! This is going to be the best episode ever! Anything you need, you just say so, alright? You're doing great!"
Chrissie gave Steve a look. "Yeah, I got something for you to do. Can you kiss my ass?" she said.
Michael blinked, caught unaware by Chrissie's unexpected retort, then laughed. "Oh, I'm sure you're kidding, Christine. Funny! The camera loves you!"
Christine rolled her eyes, then filed back onstage with the rest of us.
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