You make the rocking world go round! (Buzzy/Pam)

"This is ground control to Major Tom! You've really made the grade!"

That's Buzzy Armstrong's singing voice. Distinct. Audible. We all heard it before we saw it, but the spacey lyrics of David Bowie's Space Oddity sung in an off-key cadence leave no doubt, something that would most likely only come from the astronaut cruiserweight sensation.

"And you're floating in a most peculiar wayyy!"

The steamy interior remodeling of the AFW community shower is something that dreams are made of. A classic Roman bathhouse aesthetic with marble and fountains and all sorts of sculptures of animals and folklore carved with care and total crafting expertise. Under the fog of the shower, we find Buzzy himself, his blond hair slick all over his head as he's lathering up his tight body with soap. His hands start at his collar and move to his thighs, covering himself in a suit of white soap bubbles.

"And the stars look very different, today!"

Buzzy's singing isn't bad, actually. His voice is quite measured and soft. Inviting, almost...

Which might explain why he's about to have a visitor.

Pam was in the AFW community shower on the women's side. Pam needed time to think about her career and her lack of matches lately. She was concerned, but at least this job had perks like this sick community shower, and the locker rooms. Pam would just finish cleaning her big beautiful body Pam would begin to dry her body off with a towel, but she couldn't help but feel like she was being watched even though she was the only woman in the shower at the moment. "Whoever you are, you better show your face, unless you want me to find you and kick the shit out of you." Pam shouted out in the shower as she wrapped the towel around her body to cover.