Brandon is out with the Slamster, touring the singles bars on a Friday night. The longest, sexiest legs anyone has seen in years walks in. Out of the blue, Kim, owner of aforesaid legs, asks a dazzled Brandon to dance. He only wishes he knew if Kim was a boy or a girl. After two and a half years without a date, and not much in the way of prospects, the question is a compelling one.

It seemed like a good idea at the time. Franklyn is going to California. He will work at a gas bar and start going out to auditions. It's midday and mid-summer in Kansas when a girl in a flatbed Ford slows down to take a look at him.