Disclaimer: I do not own Angel or anything else mentioned in this fic... well except for the plot I own that.
Summary: Lorne gets a celebrity guest. Simple and short.
Working at Wolfram and Hart was different than working at Angel Investigations. Better work hours, cocktails on demand, and no more throwing Lorne around like a stuffed puppet, or ruining his karaoke bar. No those times were gone and Lorne was happy with what they now had. With a sigh Lorne relaxed and took a sip of his cocktail.
A know was heard at the door and Harmony walked in. "Lorne, Angel wants you down in his office, there's a celebrity who says their ex spouse cursed them."
"Okay I'm coming sweet cheeks," said the green demon grabbing his drink and following Harmony to Angel's office.
Out the door, down a level, and to the right stood the looming doors of Angels office. With a polite knock from Harmony, both of them entered the sun proofed office.
When Lorne walked in he saw a chair with its back turned from him and the whole gang facing the chair, with their mouths hanging open. From Lorne's point of view he could see that it was a man in the chair, the bald head just gave it away.
Angel shut his mouth and looked up at Lorne standing in the doorway with Harmony.
"Thank you Harmony, that'll be all." Harmony turned and closed the door on her way out. Angel continued. "Now Lorne we have a celebrity who says that they have been cursed and we are going to get them to sing for you, but we don't want you seeing who it is not to cause any injustice."
Lorne took a couple steps towards the person and sat down his drink. "Okay, let's hear it just no Mariah Carey please, she's my fave and I don't want her songs ruined." Lorne replied with a laugh.
"Okay", replied the turned bald head. "Here it goes. She's so lucky, she's a star, but she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart thinking, if there's nothing missing in my life then why o these tears come at night! Okay so how was that?" asked the head.
Lorne was shocked for words. This man had a woman's voice, and it was beautiful! "Uh well it was um... uh... beautiful sir, but I can say that you are cursed. Something is messing the rational thoughts from entering your head. May I ask who cursed you?"
"It was my ex-husband," said the head as it stood up and slowly turned to face Lorne.
Lorne gasped when he saw who it was.
The bald head was fully turned around and Lorne saw who the celebrity was.
"He took my money, my fame, my kids, and now my sanity! I can't stand what he has made me! I fucking hate Kevin Federline! I should've stayed with Justin!" said the now revealed celebrity.
Lorne, who now had regained his voice, responded in the only way show biz people or demons would respond. "WELL COLOR ME FUCKING GREEN! IT'S BRITNEY SPEARS!"
Authors Note: well there is my attempt at a funny pop culture story. Now I like Britney Spears and I mean no harm towards her, this was just a little humour ficlet, so no harm no foul, okay?