Mrs. Powell. Now, you have goofed me up. The difference between them is, an exotic is like a belly dancer, comes out on stage with veils and panels and things, like the dancer of the seven veils. And a stripper comes out fully clothed and takes it off. But an exotic doesn’t take anything off. It is like, I don’t know, Egyptian or something.
Mr. Griffin. What kind of dancing do you do, striptease, or exotic?
Mrs. Powell. A lot of girls would prefer to be exotic, but as far as I am concerned, it is a dirty old stripper. I have a friend that is a comedian that wants to team me with him, and I think I will.
Mr. Griffin. I think before we digress here, Mrs. Powell, we were trying to figure out when it was that you started to work for Jack Ruby again just before he shot Oswald?
Mrs. Powell. Let’s see——
Mr. Griffin. You indicated something about being in Kansas City?
Mrs. Powell. I get confused on these things, because when you just skip around, you don’t—let’s see, did we establish I was working for him in January of——
Mr. Griffin. New Year’s Eve of 1963 you said you were working for him——
Mrs. Powell. I lived over here for a while in the same apartment building he did.
Mr. Griffin. Did you live on Ewing Street?