I dreamed last night that Lady Mitzi and I went on a date.
Me: “Where does one go for a drink in this parallel Mitzi universe?”
Mitzi: “Why the Swinging Star of course...It‘s waay out.”
Incidentally this is exactly what I imagine a date with Mitzi would be like. Right down to the fab pink Rolls Royce, marabou boa, shiny blond wiglet, and sparkly gown.