Signs had been handwavily put up around town throughout the day indicating that this was the place and this was the time. New Year's Eve in Fandom, in one of the abandoned warehouses (although it had been tidied up and decorated). Showgirls carrying champagne flutes, a live band playing, and a big glowy ball hanging from the rafters with a
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After all of that, two of the showgirls joined him on stage, pushing a Magic Box. One of the showgirls stepped inside while the other brought two large blades out. GOB closed the door on the first showgirl, spun the Magic Box around, then took the blades. With impressive flair, he drove the first blade into the box around neck-high! Then the second blade, about waist-high! He spun the box around one more time and opened the doors to the now-trisected box...
The impressive thing was that the blades looked like they were solidly in the box and yet the girl wasn't dead. But while a typical illusionist would have ended up with the girl's head in the middle, legs on top, and chest on the bottom, or something to that effect, the showgirl looked perfectly normal. But still! Blades in her! GOB closed the doors, removed the blades, and opened the doors again, letting the showgirl step out, unharmed!
As a bridge to his grand finale, GOB turned to the second showgirl and, with a complex series of hand motions, summoned a dove from his jacket nowhere, bursting out of a spray of lighter fluid! It was supposed to be a flame, but thankfully that didn't happen. The showgirl caught the bird and carried it backstage.
The music continued as the first showgirl walked to the middle of the stage. GOB pulled a blue handkerchief out of his sleeve only to find it tied to a yellow handkerchief which was tied to a red handkerchief which was tied to a pair of black panties - and that was the showgirl looking embarrassed because, yes, they were hers and people could probably figure out how GOB got them and yes, that was embarrassing - which was tied to a green handkerchief with red polka dots, which was tied to a large silk sheet.
GOB took the sheet (with everything else hanging from one corner) and covered the showgirl with it. He stepped forward, looked down, raised an arm, and with a burst of smoke... nothing seemed to change.
GOB pulled the sheet off to reveal Tino, the bartender from Caritas and GOB's former employee, on a very brief break from his duties at the karaoke bar. Tino held up the line of handkerchiefs, showing that the panties had turned into one of Tino's own banana hammocks.
GOB looked kind of disgusted by that, but he took a bow with Tino anyway.
The music died down, Tino headed back to Caritas, and GOB grabbed a microphone. "Thank you, thank you. We still have some time before the ball drops - and hopefully that doesn't have to do with any more of Tino's underwear..." GOB waited for a rimshot.
And waited.
He turned to the drummer. The drummer did a rimshot.
"... so let's get back to our drinks and fun for a bit."
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The banana hammocks...he could have done without.
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