As the all too familiar dirty bag was abruptly taken off of her face, Roxanne could see the lights, buttons, whirly-gigs, and other strange objects that occupied Megamind's lair. Looking around her, she saw the same routine had been carried out. She was in the same chair, tied with the same rope, and the same 'Megamind's Failed Evil Plan' story was going to play out. Or was it?

"We meet again, Ms. Ritchie." She heard him say as he slowly turned to face her in his favorite chair. "How nice of you to drop by! Unfortunately, you shall not be leaving any time soon." He said this while letting out a small, yet sinister chuckle.

"Hello, Megamind." Roxanne answered back, coolly. "Is that a new cape you're sporting?"

"Why, yes, Ms. Ritchie, it is! How nice of you to notice!" he stood up and spun in a circle for her to see.

"Ah, yes. More spikes and leather I see? Mhm." She said, admiring Megamind's new cape and trying not to giggle at him twirling about in front of her. He may be evil, she thought, but he certainly does like to put on a show.

" Yes, ma'am" said Minion. "Sir has his favorites!"

"Why, but of COURSE! Where on EARTH would I be without my belo-veed leather and spikes?" Megamind said, mispronouncing the word 'beloved'. He looked at her face, even though he didn't really expect an answer. He began to get lost in her delicate features. Her eyes were so clear, so bright. They also just HAPPENED to be his favorite color. Blue. Like the sky on a clear, spring day. And, my goodness, what was that spreading across her face? Was she smiling? Why on EARTH would she be smiling at HIM?

"Enough fun and games, Ms. Ritchie! It's time to-"

"Can I ask you something?" Roxanne interrupted.

"Ask me something?" Megamind looked inquisitively at Minion, who shrugged in response. "I suppose so…"

"Why do you always wear black? I mean, I get your whole...villainy thing. But, honestly, don't you ever get tired of wearing black, leather, and spikes all the time? It must get uncomfortable."

"Comfort has NOTHING to do with it!" Megamind retorted, shifting uneasily. His leather pants seemed to be riding up in a rather delicate place. "It's all about the LOOK; about striking as much fear into the hearts of the people of Metrocity as possible!"

"Ah, I see. And I suppose Metro Man wears white beca-"

"Because he's the defender of Metrocity, and therefore must give the people hope!" Megamind interrupted.

Roxanne thought he was getting a bit touchy on this subject. This was about to get interesting! Maybe if she kept asking questions she could get an entirely new story for the news channel! "Well, that explains it."

"Explains what?" Megamind inquired.

"Why I'm more attracted to Metro Man than you. I guess I have a thing for men in white." Little did he know that she also had a thing for blue guys with goatees. She found it getting extremely difficult for her to focus on her thought-up task. It's all for the story, she told herself, stop getting so distracted by him!

"Ah, yes!" Meagamind shot back at her. "The little 'damsel in distress' is in love with the hero in white! How quaint!" He tried to hide from her how hurt he was. It was as though a needle had shot through his heart when she said that she liked Metro Man more than him. Keep a stiff upper lip, He encouraged himself, you've been getting this all your life, why should this moment be any different? Still, he felt an emptiness growing inside of him from the spot where she had dashed his heart.

"Well, I mean have you SEEN him?" Roxanne asked. "All that muscle, rippling under that white spandex..." she was being obviously sarcastic here in order to make him smile. She had noticed that maybe her last comment was a bit harsh. She didn't want to make him too upset, after all her chair was placed over a floor that opened up into an alligator pool.

"Oh-ho-HO! So the sweet, young, reporter has a thing for muscular build? How PERFECTLY naughty of you, Ms Ritchie!" he shot her a sly smile.

"You know me, Ms. Promiscuous all the way!" she joked.

"Uh, Sir, when do you think we can get down to business? I need to know so I can start warming up the taze-ray."

"Oh, give us a minute, Minion! Ms. Ritchie and I are having a VERY interesting discussion about Metro Man's perfection and my lack of it." Megamind said, wanting very much for Minion leave.

"Yes, Sir. I'll…just….be going then I suppose…." And with that, he left the room, leaving Roxanne Ritchie and Megamind alone.

"Now, Ms. Ritchie, where were we?"