Emcee returns the grin as he accepts the invitation onstage and climbs up to join her. Amid a round of applause, he takes the microphone (wireless, future technology is amazing in all its practicalities).
"My lady," he he greets Miss Kitty, bowing low and gallantly kissing the back of her hand.
He turns to the audience with an impish smile, giving them a childlike little wave.
"Hallo, everyone! It's very nice to see you." He scans the crowd. "And you. And you." He points, flirtatious. "And you, ooh, and I'd like to see more of youuu."
They laugh and giggle, peppered with the occasional whistle.
"People call me Emcee. Which is funny, because that is what I call myself, so it all works out in the end." He turns to Miss Kitty, batting his eyelashes with a mischievous grin. "But you can call me whatever you like."
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"My lady," he he greets Miss Kitty, bowing low and gallantly kissing the back of her hand.
He turns to the audience with an impish smile, giving them a childlike little wave.
"Hallo, everyone! It's very nice to see you." He scans the crowd. "And you. And you." He points, flirtatious. "And you, ooh, and I'd like to see more of youuu."
They laugh and giggle, peppered with the occasional whistle.
"People call me Emcee. Which is funny, because that is what I call myself, so it all works out in the end." He turns to Miss Kitty, batting his eyelashes with a mischievous grin. "But you can call me whatever you like."