You are a stripper in New York, you always scared something will happen or a Mafia don will want a privy room, imagine haha…

You backstage when your boss walks in she looks at you. “Private room requested you.” You nod and walk to the room, you open the door and see Marco Diaz, an Italian mafia don, you shut the door

“I didn’t call you here to strip.” He say with a cigarette in his mouth and a thick Italian accent. “Then why.?” You ask “I saw you punch that man a few weeks back.”