As the two began to take their seats, the main show did indeed begin. The patterns about the stage seemed to spin and whirl about, before vanishing up into the ceiling, a music number fired up, and the curtains were hoisted up and away to reveal....a single showgirl, dressed as a rabbit. Her hair was nearly silver, her legs clad in fishnet stockings, and only part of her costume that even hinted towards rabbit were the black ears a top her head. The audience began to cheer, as the woman began to start the introductions. 

[color=a2d39c]"Ladies and babies, men and boys, welcome one and all to the Topsy Thompson Miracle Show! How are we doing tonight folks?"[/color] She called out, taking several steps towards the audience. Most of which seemed more impressed with the woman than the words she spoke. "[color=a2d39c]The Mistress of Mayhem, the Harlot of Vegas, and the longest surviving Topsy in the US of A, I give you-"[/color] Before the woman could finish, a large anvil descended from above. The poor bunny girl had only a moment to look up in sheer horror, before the large metal construct slammed into her, making a roaring boom as it struck. 

Cries of terror and horror broke out, as the stockings of the poor woman could be seen wiggling from under the anvil, the crowd seemed dead silence, much like the poor showgirl that had taken the anvil on.

Though the rest of the staff didn't seem to know it, as Percy and Nerissa would find themselves being handed several menus and order sheets, as the chaos on stage unfolded. After what seemed like several minutes, but was actually only a few seconds, the woman's legs vanished under the anvil, a cloud of smoke gushing up from underneath the iron construct, and quickly filling the stage.

The blare of a trumpet signaled a change, as atop the anvil, stop a woman dressed in the most unusual grab. Sporting fishnets, she wore a waistcoat, custom tailored of course for her own needs, well polished dress shows, and a rather questionable top hat that she proudly wore atop her head. Though the small half cloak she adorned herself with was probably the worst part of the attire. Regardless, the woman held one hand aloft, the other facing down towards the anvil. Above her dangled the bunny girl, clearly suspended on a wire device, as she seemed to lounge in her new comfortable position. While under her, the anvil began to seemingly shrink into the floor. At once, the audience seemed to come alive, the fear replaced with excitement. However the room was rather hazy as the strange woman took the stage. 

The bunny girl took her cue, spinning on the wires as she bellowed. [color=a2d39c]"Topsy Thompson! In person!" [/color]Topsy accepted the roaring crowd with a bow, the platinum blonde gently being lowered in sync with Topsy's hand motions. The anvil however, began to melt it seemed, as the two women began to lower to the floor. [color=7ea7d8]"Thank you Miss Topsy for that lovely introduction, now hop on along, I only have so many anvils  to spare tonight."[/color] She made a little shooing motion, giving her assistant the cue they needed to leave. The anvil, perhaps now being seen as an inflatable device, was soon removed by a pair of stage hands, as Topsy removed her hat and bowed to the crowd, giving a small flourish as she did. Of course, her free hand reached into her coat for something, as she began to explain her trick. [color=7ea7d8]"Due to acts of magic of the forbidden kind, my manager is only allowing me to show one new trick for today, and fret not ladies and gentleman, it is no mere card trick I wish to show!"[/color] She produced her gun, waving it about in the air, as the stage hands behind her wheeled out several target posters. [color=7ea7d8]"Have you ever heard of Russian Roulette? Well, in Vegas it's one of the few roulette games they won't let you in on. Though trust me, if they could, they would!"[/color] Topsy remarked, drawing a few chuckles from the crowd, though there were already murmurs about how real the gun was.

[color=7ea7d8]"So, Russian Roulette was something I thought...could have potential, but there's a problem. Only one bullet, six chambers. Odds are in your favor. That might do you just find if you’re British or Russian. Well, this is America-" [/color]She started, flipping her top hat back atop her head, as she produced six bullets, and began loading the gun. [color=7ea7d8]"Here in America, we like underdogs, so, I made my own game. I call it, American Roulette! Don't try this at home folks! No, seriously, the manager is legally at fault for this apparently, we aren’t on good terms right now. ANYWAYS!"[/color] Once she loaded all six chambers, she spun back to the targets, and smiled back to the crowd with glee. [color=7ea7d8]"Here's how it works. I have a fully loaded gun, and using nothing but magic, I'm going to know...when the gun is loaded, and when it's not. Work myself down from six to zero bullets, and hopefully, not die!"[/color] She waited for the audience to respond, before going on. [color=7ea7d8]"Now, in case you're wondering, yes, this is a real gun-"[/color] She squeezed the trigger, the sound of the revolver deafening as it struck the target, smoke billowing from the other end of the weapon. Several screams and cries came from the audience, as Topsy turned back to them, putting the gun to her own temple, but not before opening the chamber and letting it spin. The radiance began to scream, some people reaching out their hands to try and stop her. 

Though Topsy was entirely unphased. Slamming the chamber shut after it's little ordeal, she felt calm as the still hot steel lingered against her head. The lack of a tremor from her wand told her the danger was gone, and without hesitation, she pulled the trigger. The muffled 'click' of the dry fire was entirely drowned out by cries from the audience. Yet Topsy cared now, the show must go on. [color=7ea7d8]"Place your bets, as we're about to get this trick on the roll!"[/color] She spun about on the stage, cocking the hammer, and let another shot ring out, as she tore through another target. Much to the outrage of the crowd. Several people screamed for her to stop, though another collection seemed to be cheering her on.

The rush she got from this was something else. Even if she lost her show over this, it'd still be worth it.