The lights in the club dimmed, and the level of noise dropped drastically.  Rack's oily, smooth voice came across the speakers.<br/><br/>"Dante's is pleased and proud to present our new featured performer.  William the Bloody, also known as Spike.  Big hand, everybody!"<br/><br/>There's a roar of applause and then the lights in the club almost completely disappear, except for low lights in the bar areas and little soft glow lights on the floors to make the walking paths.<br/><br/>The stage is completely dark.  An expectant hush falls over the crowd.<br/><br/>A single lurid spotlight appears, lighting the stages sole occupant, back to the crowd.  The light gleams off a custume Raven hadn't seen in the shop, one he must have had already, like the one he demonstrated in his little 'private show'.<br/><br/>There is a brocaded vest, long puffy sleeves with elaborate lace dripping from the cuffs.  Tailored tight-fitting black velvet pants, tucked into thigh-high leather boots.<br/><br/>The music starts.  A wailing few notes, repeated over and over, as Spike slowly turns to face the audience.  His face is elaborately made up, his hair coiffed.  He looks fey, almost feminine, in his pose as he turns to the crowd, his look an open invitation, his painted lips softly open as his pick tongue licks over them.  He begins a strut, a catwalk, a display of himself like a rentboy showing his wares on the street.  Every move amplified by the aura he spreads out to the crowd.<br/><br/>The beat and the words flow over the crowd as well...<br/><br/>"Just tell me what you've got to say to me<br/>I've been waiting for so long to hear the truth<br/>It comes as no surprise at all you see<br/>So cut the crap and tell me that we're through,<br/><br/>Now I know your heart, I know your mind<br/>You don't even know you're bein' unkind<br/>So much for all your highbrow Marxist ways<br/>Just use me up and then you walk away<br/>Boy, you can't play me that way..."<br/><br/>His expression grown harder, fiercer, as he walks.  Daring the crowd to look, to see the animal behind his dandy facade.<br/>