"You're Miz No-E !"

Debbi was sitting in front of the mirror in her dressing room as Avalon expertly removed the makeup. "It's not good to leave it on, we'll redo you before the performance." Ava had already removed the tail, which was the first thing that Debbi had insisted on when she returned. It was five thirty in the afternoon and five long hours before Debbi's 'after the watershed' live performance. "You can't get dressed again though" said Ava. "We don't want to mark your skin."

"But I can't sit around naked for five hours" Debbi complained. "There's a nice robe" Ava placated her. "But I'll be bored out of my brain stuck in here. I can't go to the pub in a robe !" Debbi knew that Solomon and some of the others were headed for the pub. "We'll send some food in for you" said Ava. "Or you can go the studio canteen, they're used to people wearing all sorts of things in there. As long as you're back here around eight thirty to take a shower before I make you up again." "I guess I'll have some food sent in" Debbi decided.

After she had eaten the light meal provided, it was still only a quarter to seven and Debbi was climbing the walls with boredom. How come if she was having a cat's tail shoved up her ass, the door would be sure to open but now when she could do with some company, all was quiet ? Pulling the robe tighter around her, she decided to venture outside.

The initial quiet was broken by the appearance of three boisterous and vaguely familiar looking young black men, followed by a small coterie of hangers on from the studio. Debbi sunk back into the wall to let them pass. She felt small and insignificant in her white toweling robe and with her face freshly scrubbed clean of makeup. The trio of athletes were almost past her when one of them stopped and did a double take. "Hey, it's you" he yelled. "It's me ?" echoed Debbi. "Hell, yeah, it is you !" "Well, I think I'm me" confirmed Debbi, puzzled. "You're Miz No-E" exclaimed the England international. Debbi didn't follow football but remembered that prominent black athletes were going to be in attendance to endorse the fund raising efforts and she was putting two and two together.

"Um, yeah, well, I act out Miz No-E, yes" Debbi admitted. "But how do you know ?" Debbi remained puzzled. "We have Miz No-E in the raw on a loop in the team bus when we go to away games" the player explained. "We all love it, though it drives the coaches crazy, they all want Metallica or some other oldie shit !"

"But Miz No-E's not on a record ?" Debbi stated. "No but we got the video from the Pink Pussycat." Debbi blushed at what she knew they would have seen. She had not realized how wide a circulation that video had, though she was aware that one had been shot at the time, not to mention the countless amateur clips from people's smart phones. And it began to dawn on her just how wide a distribution this evening's professional performance was likely to get !