Should the Levee Ever Break, Act 1, Scene 3, Part 2

Mitchell: The most expensive working girls employed by this establishment are what I call shielas. Class A shielas include all specimens of female physicality who were blessed to have inherited near perfect DNA, have taken suitable care of themselves, and are still youthful enough to not have slipped into a lower category as is everyone’s fate eventually. Steve: So far you’ve been climbing Mount Obvious on your way to a new world record. I have been to the ballroom and taken a number at many accommodating venues. What else is new? Mitchell: Let me continue. A Class B shiela would be someone who perhaps had been marred by some minor physical imbalance or lack of proper symmetry and proportion, but who successfully attained physical perfection through artificial assistance, or who was formerly rated as Class A and has fallen to Class B solely due to the mild ravages of advancing age. Needless to say, the shiela tier contains only the crème de la crème broulle, and are the hottest fillies in the stable; therefore fetching a premium for their services. John: Needless to say? So, you say. And in saying so you objectify women in the way that you say is needless to say. Does not my logic run in circles chasing its own tail in a similar fashion to the distracted hound you’ve unleashed? Steve: Should I not then take offense at such effrontery? The image you conjure is a graven one unfit for consideration by my sensitive constitution. I prefer to populate my fantasia with the sensually writhing limbs of dancers. John: Is at least one of the dancers wearing a snake bandana? Mitchell: A snake bandana? Steve: He means a boa. He’s just being parochial. John: I shall objectify women according to the standards of my interpretation of what passes for civilized society, or I will not objectify them at all. Steve: The objectification of women is a signature characteristic of a society in decline, but have it your way. I only count the beans; I don’t serve them up for supper. Mitchell: Ok, So, next level down, in both price and quality, is the shego; rhymes with ego. Steve: Here we go. Mitchell: A Class A shego is a lassie who is average in most every respect, but who has made a conscious and continuous effort to do the very best with what nature provided, and is still young enough to be considered vibrant. Almost any woman under the age of forty-five can fit this mold if she has the ego to propel her will toward exercising the discipline necessary to abide a proper lifestyle consistent with the attainment and maintenance of the aesthetic manifestation pertinent to this rating. John: Sounds easier done than said.