Beauty Boys

Yaya, hurry up!

It's rehearsal time with the boys, or bitches, rather.

Make sure you come tonight. It'll be a hell of a show.

Was that good?

- Ambre. Get off the phone! - I'm advertising for you.

Yeah, with her 67 followers.

You should try not wobbling. You're like a baby lamb.

But was it good?

Yes!

Okay. Good.

So, Cookie's entrance.

- It'll be great. - What didn't you get?

- It's an open stage for everyone. - I don't think so.

Fuck, you okay?

Right, faggots. Clear off.

Okay.

So will you perform or not?

I don't know.

It'll create drama.

What drama?

You're called a faggot the minute you leave home. Enough.

- Stop hiding. - We're not about to do drag.

Why not?

Of course!

No!

I wasn't up for the heels and crop tops.

But there's a time and a place.

This is the time!

If we wait for it to change here, we'll be dead already.

Yeah! Guys,

you've been rehearsing in your rooms,

camouflage-style,

with heels on a rug so as not to disturb!

And I won't cancel on my cousin.

No, there's Cookie!

Right, we'll do it.

And in full drag!

It'll be drag-attack in Vôge-les-Bains!

You guys are nuts!

It's guerrilla war, mate! Gue-rri-lla!

- Get off here. - Okay.

- I'll get some cans. - Okay.

Hold on.

That's filthy!

I'll catch up with you.

Yeah, right. Be a smart ass.

Ladies!

We've officially found me an ass!

That's foul.

Come on.

Come on guys, smile!

Godammit!

It's the makeover from hell!

Shut up!

Look at him with his stinky mattress.

We said full drag, sister.

- Cookie can't think I'm a rookie. - But you are a rookie, honey!

Quit bugging me.

As soon as I mention Cookie, he flips his lid.

- Cookie... - Cookie!

Cookie, Cookie, Cookie...

Not on Instagram. I don't want her to see.

You are no fun!

You took an hour to paint just one eyebrow.

It's easy for you!

Put on some glitter.

No!

Fuck!

Why'd we meet near the dead guy's house?

It's fine!

No girl, it's not! I'm scared.

Stop it. You're scaring me.

- She must have left. - What?

No!

Good evening, children.

Cookie!

Heavens, you've come in drag!

I almost got lost. I'm blind with these lenses.

Let's see.

Beautiful!

And padded, darling.

And you, with your moustache! Perfect, sweetheart.

Like a pizzaiolo.

Well, it's still just as nice around here.

Luckily, I brought just what we need.

Look.

You're like Mary Poppins!

And for the finale?

Hold on.

Come on girls, let's go.