The Boys are boys but not so foolish to wander off with some quick come'on bimbo. Yet as there time in the bar went on Ben was getting really wound up about the male stripper they just witnessed.
At last he wanted to know something and just got up, walking to the bar as he motioned the Barkeep.
"Hey, I think those male Satyr strippers are really the rage! How does one apply to get the opportunity to be one?" asked Ben.
The Barkeeper smiled and then picking up the bar phone he called and asked for Ben, then putting down the phone he said someone would come out front in a minute.
Ben walked back to the table and informed the other two of his possible plan to work at the Bar.
"Are you out of your fucking mind, what about college, or what do you think your Dad's gon'a say?" the two asked Ben.
Shortly after that a man all dressed in white suit and a panama hat came over to the table, "Who was asking to be a male satyr stripper?"
"Me!" Ben replied quickly. "I want to get up there and were a costume and dance up a storm!"
The man smiled, then looking to either of the other two he asked, "Anyone else, I have openings!"