Chapter 4Ralph and Mack changed before the short drive back to the mansion. By “changed” I mean, of course, back into human form, picking up their previously scattered clothes beforehand. Turned out, they, too, were a couple, and, as I’d spotted, Mack had indeed been wearing makeup, as any good Barbra Streisand impersonator does. As for the t**s he’d asked for, he’d been gypped out of a pair in order to rescue Ralph from recent financial bankruptcy.
“t**s equal tips,” he told me as we drove. “The more I look like Barbra, the more the customers fork over the cash.”
Steven sighed from the seat next to me, and not the good kind of sigh, either. Still, I was interested, in a purely theoretical way. “And, uh, your boyfriend doesn’t mind that his boyfriend will, uh, from the top up, look like,
