"You should take bellydance class with me. I'm gonna take bellydance classes."
"With this lady named, *dancer's name*. Her website says she has chocolate."
Other girl looks confused.
"...I mean, you don't really loose weight. Just gain muscle," she chuckles. Then "...rock hard abs under a whole bunch of fat..."
"...No, she's a big 'ol girl"
"Is that the *other dance troupe name*?"
"No," makes a face, "pfft."
"...but you get to paint your face."
At this point, I didn't know if I should laugh or throw something, so I checked out and left without saying a word.
On a different note, I have discovered I have a weird gray area where on the one hand I enjoy being hired to dance for parties and such. Yet on the other hand, I hate being treated like a party favor, the whole, "You'll dance at my party and entertain me because that is what you do."
I can't explain the difference but sometimes it just puts a bad taste in my mouth.
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