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Point is, I had to do it More than that, I wanted to Ever since my time as the bassist for Lover Boys, the 80s-throwback rock band I’d been in with e here I was o, agreeing to quit while ere on top and—most ietting started onDJ

“Arins, his exquisitely-tailored dark suit catching theinto the li I know I am”

“Let’s hear it,” I said, intrigued

“Place in Silver Lake Kind of my little secret It’s a day spa”

I laughed at hi me?”

“Are you?” he asked “With that reaction?” He tsk-tsked, shaking his head as if he were a touch disappointed

“What?” I asked “Day spas aren’t reallyThey seem kind of…I don’t know Decadent? Lazy?”

“Since when has DJ Mad-Ox had any issues with decadence?” he asked with a smile

DJ Mad-Ox wouldn’t have been my first pick for a na at a few parties in college, someone in the audience pointed out that “Maddox is a madman up there” So Mad-Ox was it and the name stuck

“Good point” And it was I was no stranger to luxury, decadence Me from the last few months flashed in h-speed

Partying that was…starting to get a little old But that was a whole other thing

“I don’t know Lying there like a lump while someone rubs your body? Seems like a little much”

“You’re acting like they’re doing it against their will or so, bud,” he said “These are trained professionals, and nothing uest is on thein a roo They’ll be over your body like—”

Here he did a really, really bad iear and the other on an iinary headphone cup And so sounds

“OK, OK,” I said, wanting the terrible impersonation to stop “Let’s hear it”