She sat in her chair, wondering how the others were doing. What were they doing now? Were they fighting? Or had they retreated into some sort of temporary peace? She sat in her plush chair, a perk of being one of the best, wondering and worrying. She went here to get away, but she worried what her boys got up to while she was gone. Not that they knew she was gone.

She sat in her chair and wished that she didn't need to do this. But they needed the money, and she needed the escape. If she didn't have this, she would do something she would regret. She took on the other identity to protect them. She took on the identity of a friend.

She sat in her chair and thought of him. She loved him, but she didn't know what he thought. She needed escape from that too.

She sat in her chair and heard her alias being called. She left to go perform, transforming from Piper into who she was onstage.