The Ghiradelli Theatre had all the markings of a swank nightclub with patrons milling around the bar, chatting and nibbling on caviar and shrimp canapes. Herb Caen was there, of course, as was Alvin Duskin, leading ladies clothier and society matrons of all shapes and sizes.

Songs from Oklahoma and an appearance by the Leggy P. Sisters made the show that night just slightly indecent; a perfect way to spoon-feed our brand of sexy theater to these harbingers of polite society.