After changing Jeff into a Jackass and so adding yet another 'Donkey' to the park the monitors zoomed in on their hidden cameras.
A man spoke into a microphone and Madam and Stephen, who were wearing hidden earphones, heard what he said.
"Madam. Stephen. Nod if you can hear me." the voice said.
On stage, Madam and Stephen both looked to the camera and nodded.
"Good! Listen, we're over our limit on Donkeys. Even if we started turning them into glue we'd have enough to supply every grade school on the mainland with enough for the next three years. So, you need to start doing something other than donkeys. Same goes for horses and cows, we've filled our barnyards and they're spilling over into our wildlife refuges. Brass wants exotics, says there are endangered species that need to go back into the wild and breeding stock for zoos. I want you to release the kid you got on stage back to the audience and take that big fat guy in the black suit. He's a big time mobster and has a Gorilla fantasy. He wants to be a silverback. See if you can help him out. Oh and he's signed his two body guards on as subordinate males in his troup. They don't know about it yet. Top brass is counting on you and don't forget, keeping Mr. Williams happy makes everyone happy. Remeber, exotics, big cats, elephants, rhinos, giraffe, orangutans, kodiaks and the like, got it? Do some sort of pyrotechnics if you understand."
Madam smiled and a made a green flame sprout from the stage.
"Good! I knew I could count on you!"
Madam dismissed the other young man and looked into the audience.
Tony "the Crusher" DiNapoli sat in the audience, puffing on his cigar. He had a hard on thinking about his fantasy and occasionally rubbed the large package with his meaty, hairy hand. He always liked gorillas, there was just something powerful and sexy about them. Him, his two buddies and a whole troup of female gorillas in a brand new state of the art exhibit. What better place to hide than in the city zoo he'd visited since he was a boy? Come to think of it, it had been years since he'd been to the zoo, too much to think about running after his boss.
Tony had sold out his Godfather to the feds before he left for Pleasure Island. His buddies didn't know, of course, hell his boss wouldn't find out for about a week when they busted the big boss. Now he'd protect himself and his most loyal friends.
He and his bodyguards Nunzio and Joe were gonna be studs in the Chicago zoo... Their stud fees would also go to help keep them in banannas. There were worse fates than being a gorilla and Tony and his boys would keep their human minds, that was part of the deal... Personally being fed to the sharks, piece by piece as it was cut from his still living body by Arturo, the big boss, was one of the 'worse fates' the big man reflected.
Madam motioned to Tony and noticed the wet patch at his groin.