If you’re going to the Kandy Korn strip club you’ll find two things: terrible Nu Metal bands on the PA, and sweet, sweet cooch on the pole. When Crystal Chandelier took a Tuesday afternoon lunch shift, she expected the regular lunch perverts, warmed-over appetizers, and lousy tips. She didn’t expect to be caught up in a murder mystery lockdown. Two of Crystal’s co-strippers enter a public shower intent on scrubbing, buffing, and titillating the clientele, but only one will exit. Dancing legend Ginger Rodgers had to do everything that Fred Astaire did but backwards and in heels. If Crystal wants to pick her kid up from daycare on time, she’ll have to outthink the local detective, but in a thong and covered in glitter dust.