Hell yes, you are sure you will win.

"What is the prize for first?” You ask.

“$250 plus you keep any money the crowd gives you even if you loose.”

“Ok sign me up. The name is Amanda Cruise. You can call me Mandy." You blow him a kiss and lick your lips seductively.

Realizing you might not have enough money you first head into the bathroom and lock yourself into a private stall and remove the boots after setting the money on the ground, as you feared the money vanishes. At least you haven’t paid for anything or someone might notice. Ok, so this isn’t a way to get rich, you ponder, but what the hell you figure you will just have to shake it a little better or mooch some money off someone else. You take out the description of yourself and erase the stuff about the money, better that than accidentally mix it in with some real money later and put it back into the pocket and put back on the boots. Just as you thought you change immediately. Satisfied you walk back out and head into the changing room to see if they will let you use their costumes. Not wanting to stare you can’t help it as you walk in with the 7 other strippers in the dressing room all in varying states of dress.

“Hi, who are you?” You turn to face the voice and see it is a 5’4” very petite Japanese woman with obviously fake D cup breasts that are simply beautiful wearing a lime green neon thong, fence net stockings, and a pair of 8” heel clear platform sandals. She notices you staring at her tits and continues. “Do you like what you see.” She gives you a little twirl and laughs, you find you can’t think of a thing to say and simply marvel at how hot she is, you catch yourself staring at her pierced navel and tongue as she spoke but see the only other place she is pierced is her ears.

Finally you find your brain and answer. “Sorry I am a bit drunk. Can I borrow anyone’s costumes for the amateur night show, I really want to win.”