Denton stood behind Cherry, her hands running up and down the jacket as I recognized it as a replica of the British women's army uniform from WWII, unbuttoning the brown jacket and taking off the top button of the blouse underneath. Cherry's eyes closed and head tilted back as her hips rolled on the stool, as Denton began to unbuckle the shoulder belt she wore diagonally over her jacket, dropping it to the floor and kicking it to the back of the stage area with her feet.