The floor is mostly clean but ends in a line of grime where it meets the wall. The benches are wood and are so worn in some places they look polished....There is a single bag on one of the benches along with a woman’s leather jacket folded neatly next to it.The shower shuts off and Elizabeth walks into the change room. “Hello.” she says. She quickly towels herself off but keeps her bathing suit on.She has classically beautiful features, something you’d find in old film stars like Audrey. “Do you dance?”The voice is subtle and barely audible over the loud music, but she recognizes it regardless. Speak of the devil, Kara.Aspen turns and smiles, “Only in the presence of beauty.”“Then I guess I’m in luck,” Kara says as she pulls Aspen by the hand to the center of the room.Kara is always certain of herself, and though she is hot, vain. She is wearing a black romper with rhinestone trim with back to side cutouts and back tie, matching black thigh wraps and fur boot covers. It works. ”“Don’t tell me we have to look around for an entrance that archaeologists haven’t found in fifty years of digging!” she said.“Well, we have clues the archaeologists haven’t had,” he answered. “First I’m to stand beside the king.”“Look, there are all kinds of kings and gods and what-have-you around here,” Maddie said. “Can we be any more specific?”“Well, let’s start with Antiochus,” Keith said. “He was King of the Kommagene. Then we’ll try Zeus, King of the gods.”“So what then?”“I need to. "This is heaven, Amy, god, I never knew I could be so happy. I love you and, if you don't mind me being rather direct, I love fucking you." "Oh, Adam, I love you, too, and I love fucking you. That makes us even."It's after noon and we're hungry (for food) so we go downstairs (naked) and fix a quick lunch. I put a dollop of mayonnaise on my nipple and ask Adam if he'd clean it off for me. I'm sure he got every last molecule. Sated with food but still hungry for each other we race each other up.