He walked down a small staircase a turned to see a huge dining room with a bar and a stage. On the stage were some of the most beautiful girls performing some kind of circus looking act.

"We may not have windows, but we have the best view on Sunset Strip." He was surprised to see a man sitting behind a counter. He looked to be gay, but he couldn't be sure. Maybe it was just the eyeliner and costume he had on. The man turned towards Kurt again. He opened his hand.

"Twenty bucks."

Kurt had to ask. "What is this place, a strip club?"

"Strip club? Honey I should wash your mouth out with soap. The only thing you'll see here that resembles a pole is Sunshine the shot girl."

Kurt kept watching the girls on stage. It was like the had him captive in some sort of trance.

"Sweetie pie? I got a club fill here."

"Right, sorry." He opened his wallet and pulled out a twenty dollar bill and handed it to the man. He had to figure out what this place was.

"Enjoy." The man said with a wicked smile.

He walked forward then looked around some more. He saw the bartender, but only looked for about a minute before there was more happening on the stage. He saw the performers lower a bit and an older, but still very beautiful older lady turned around.

Then she started singing.

Show a little more,
Show a little less,
Add a little smoke
Welcome to Burlesque,
Everything you dream of,
But never can possess
Nothing's what it seems
Welcome to Burlesque,

The woman singing was very tall, blonde, any man's dream. She was older, but still loved by the audience. Everyone watched her with a captive silence. She just stunned people like that.

Oh, everyone is buying,
Put your money in my hand,
If you got a little extra
well, give it to the band,
You may not be guilty
But you're ready to confess
Tell me what you need,
Welcome to Burlesque,

For not being a strip club, the costumes here were very suggestive. Many of the girls' outfits showed their cleavage and stomachs. They were glittery and they looked like shiny stars when they danced.

You can dream of 'Cedes,
Do it at your risk

He recognized the girl from outside earlier as she danced around the stage. She was very curvy, but still a beautiful girl. Everyone in the crowd loved her. Catcalls and cheers were heard all around the room.

The Triplets grant you mercy
But not your every wish,

There were three girls who did a small synchronized routine. They were also very pretty, all the girls on stage were.

Brittany keeps you guessing,
So cool and statuesque

A pretty blonde girl in a beret and french like outfit strutted by sexily.

"Behave yourself" says Santana
Welcome to Burlesque,

Santana, he assumed, was a pretty girl who seemed to be a very well liked performer.

Oh, everyone is buying,
Put your money in my hand,
If you want a little extra,
Well, you know where I am,

Something very dark
Is playing with your mind
It's not the end of days,
It's just a bump and grind

Show a little more
Show a little less
Add a little smoke
Welcome to...Burlesque

The song ended as soon as it had started and Kurt loved it. He clapped like never before because these girls deserved it. He noticed the club wasn't even full. Did people not realize the talent here?

After the stage had been changed around, some of the girls came back and did a dance routine, but there was no singing this time.

"Can I get you a drink?"

He turned around to see the bartender behind him. He was about five, almost six feet tall, dark curly hair. He had on nothing up top but a button up vest and top hat. His work uniform. He had eyeliner on as well. He thought it might just be for the job, but who

knew?

"Not unless you're buying.", he quipped back.

The guy set a drink in front of Kurt. "Welcome to LA."

"Thank you...", this guy was seriously sweet.

"So where you from?"

He sighed lightly. "Ohio."

"Kentucky. We're practically related."

"I thought you looked familiar...", he was actually flirting with this man. He didn't even know if he was gay.

The bartender turned back to his work and Kurt watched the dancers again. They just had this appearance that made you watch.

The bartender turned back to Kurt.

"Who does a guy have to flirt with to get from here," Kurt pointed to the bar, "To up there?", he pointed to the stage.

"Is this you flirting?"

Kurt laughed at that. Cute and a sense of humor. He was on a roll.

"Go up there, ask for Holly. She's your gal, flirt away,"Kurt got up and started walking away. "Oh, and Ohio?"

Kurt turned back to him.

He handed Kurt a business card. "Use my name?"

He looked it over. "Thanks Blaine." He smiled.

He walked backstage and saw complete craziness. Costume racks everywhere, lights being set up, girls putting makeup on, and so much more. It was amazing and crazy at the same time.

There were girls getting dressed, looking in the mirror, it was scary. One girl (she didn't look too bright) was running around saying she lost a contact.

He walked up to a man doing a girls hair. "Excuse me, I'm looking for Holly?" He looked at her for a moment and then pointed his chin in the direction of the blonde lady from the stage earlier.

He walked up behind her. "Hi, are you Holly?"

"And you are in my mirror because?", she responded. Kurt backed off a bit.

"Hi, I'm friends with Blaine, and I'm looking for a job."

"And where have you danced?"

"At home mostly, but I-I can move." He was nervous that now he wouldn't get a job here because of no experience before.

Holly laughed a bit. "Okay, well go give your name and number to Will over there, and he'll call you when we have our next audition."

He leaned down towards her again. "And when will that be, exactly?"

"Will!"

"Mhmm?"

"Where the hell is Rachel?"

"I don't know, she's late again."

Kurt chimed in at that moment. "Oh, I'm never late." Then Will came over and started shooing her away. "Well that's great. Listen honey, we're trying to put on a show here. Try coming back another time."

He kept talking. "I've never seen anything like this, I really want a job here."

Will gave him a empathetic smile. "Great enthusiasm, horrible timing. Leave your name and number with your friend Blaine downstairs and we'll call you. Goodbye now."

He sighed. Yet another rejection.

Right then another girl, dressed in a tasteless outfit he might add, walked in and ran into Kurt, almost knocking him over.

She turned and glared at him. "Hell-oo."

Then Holly chimed in. "Oh my god, Rachel! You probably won't believe this, but Will and were just tallking about you, and he said-" she looked and Will.

"I said, oh, it's so sad that Rachel couldn't join us for the opening number, btu hopefully she'll be here for the next one."

Rachel just looked at him. "Mani/pedi Holly. Took longer than I thought."

Then Rachel started getting ready for her next number.

She looked at Kurt through the mirror. Get me a martini, extra dry, straight up, three olives."

The girl he recognized as Santana came over then. "He doesn't work here Rachel."

"Well then he's not busy." Kurt just stared at her. And Rachel continued on looking at him.

"Didn't your mama ever tell you it's not polite to stare?"

"I'm sorry, it's just you're so damn beautiful..."

"Well in that case, screw your mama and stare away." she said with a smug smile.

"No one would ever know.", Kurt said.

Now Rachel was getting mad. She threw her makeup down. "Know what?"

Kurt started down the stairs. "That you're a dude."

Rachel just stared at him, and he walked all the way downstairs.