Perhaps it's an occupational hazard, or merely a prerequisite for the job, but there always seems to be something just under the surface. His house is a decorated bombast, but architecturally it's no different than a million others. He has the bravado of a Hollywood star, but mention that someone once called him difficult and the comment is likely to ruin his day. It becomes even more interesting to point out that the standard tools of a cross dresser aren't found anywhere in the Marino house. The audience at La Cage is packed in tight.
Chairs surround the tables, and even more fill the spaces between.
The tourists jostle over each other's knees, bashfully settling into seats that seem far to close. The house is definitely full tonight. A few locals, dressed for a night on the town, sit comfortably along the edges. High roller types, with Italian suits and showpiece dates, move towards the larger booths. For a lack of a better description, the audience for La Cage appears, well, Republican.