Back at our seats

Millie and I walk back towards our seats, being stopped along the way by a few people shaking our hands and congratulating us.

Millie and I sit down on the sofa we were sitting on before, and as we sit down a waiter approaches us with a bottle of champagne and two glasses. He opens the champagne, pours us two glasses of it, then discretely slips a note into my hand when Millie is looking the other way.

We toast with our champagne, then the lights go down and several nude women, completely naked and painted in neon colour come on stage. Both Millie and I turn to watch the show that is starting, and when I see that Millie is absorbed watching the show, I look discretely at the note the waiter passed to me. It reads:

"Come backstage. I have a business proposition for you. 'Wifey' x"

I discretely put the note back in my pocket, thinking about what to do.