The house is packed, I mean totally packed. There are people standing, crowding into every space. They are not the usual crowd either. I recognise the kind from when I danced before. They are rich and powerful, wearing designer clothes and the veneer of civility. And it is only a veneer because underneath they are animals in the way that only the very rich, who know they can buy themselves out of any trouble they get into, can be. They see people as objects and anything they do to them is their