Death of a Vegas Showgirl Page #2

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Ouch.

That looks bad.

No, it doesn't.

I admire you.

What, my ugly feet?

Yeah, who doesn't love

a cute callus?

Ew.

No, I stub my toe,

and I'm out for a week.

You just keep going.

Well, if I wasn't

in so much pain,

I'd hug you.

Well, your feet are too ugly.

Hey, you remember

that guy, Jason?

No. Don't.

I'm not listening.

You don't even know

what I'm going to say.

Yeah, I do.

You've got that look.

What?

You've got that, "Oh,

I remember seeing that guy.

He was so hot,"

that kind of look.

It's written in Vegas neon

all over your face.

He's not your type.

I'm pretty sure

I know my type.

Debbie, I love you,

but sometimes, you date

the wrong type of guys.

Oh, come on, Roxie.

This guy,

he's just on the no-fly list.

I think you should avoid him.

How do you know?

Radar!

I got me

some nasty bad boy radar.

Well, there's nothing wrong

with going for coffee

or something.

No something, okay?

Just stop this before

you end up in court again.

Hey, I won that case, missy!

And he owes me

compensatory damages,

but I decided not to initiate

collection proceedings.

Okay, Miss Three Degrees,

not all of us

went to law school.

One more time

in English?

I'm sorry.

The judges said

that he had to pay me money

for the assault,

but I would have

to go after him,

and I decided not to

because I just want him

out of my life.

Well, are you sure you don't

want some of that money?

No, Rosita, we don't.

I never said "we!"

There was no "we"

in that conversation, okay,

and there will be no "we"

with Blu.

Softly.

And arms.

Easy, easy.

This should feel easy.

Tienes vidita mia

una mirada que me fascina

No, stop.

You're trying too hard.

Well, I want

to nail this.

I know you do, Debbie,

but you've got to relax.

- Your body's too tense.

- Okay, okay.

All right.

Muscles nice and loose.

All right?

Let's go again.

Big breath.

Five, six,

seven, eight...

Easy...

Yes. Yes!

Tienes vidita mia

una mirada que me fascina

Bye, guys.

You looking for someone?

Uh-uh. You are.

Oh, really?

Hey, I'm right here.

I see you watching me

the other day.

Oh, my God. You're pretty

sure of yourself, huh?

Nothing worth doubting here.

Well, I don't even know you.

Then let's go

for a walk.

A walk? In Vegas?

Not a dinner, not a date.

Just a walk.

Maybe a coffee.

Okay. Cool.

Yeah.

I learn a lot about somebody

by watching them move.

I'm Debbie.

Debbie Flores Narvaez.

It's nice to

officially meet you.

I'm Blu.

So I heard

you dance in a Cirque show.

That's amazing.

Yeah, yeah,

I'm in "Love".

Not with you.

The show

is called "Love".

Maybe you will be

in love with me one day.

Well, hey...

I want to see you dance.

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