Grand Finale
Roxie was part of an act that would soon consist of one. She stood in the wings with Velma. "What a show!" she exclaimed. Velma flicked her cigarette idly.
"Yeah. Listen, why don't you go to the dressing room and I'll meet you there. We can put on a show of our own." Roxie nodded.
Velma came up behind her. "This was good for awhile, but Christ, you are worse than Charlie."
Roxie turned to face Velma. "What do you mean?"
Then she saw the pistol in Velma's hand. "Your career ends and begins with a bang," Velma said.