May 15, 1998 • Page Image 85
…S eep — those sweet and scary words that warn me there are only two songs left before it's time to swallow my pride, jump on top of a piano, and wiggle in sync with the other waitresses. It's called "Showtime," and it's JD's nightly routine, which requires the friendly staff to dance, sing, and grab various body parts in pont of a roaring crowd. At 1:15, I'm anxiously looking forward to last call. Couples grind to the upbeat songs banged out ...…

















































