"Hey, Becky?" Raz said after they'd rehearsed the play she'd written three times. "Wanna go grab some coffee or something?"

She looked up from where she'd been busily organizing her papers. "Sure. There's this little coffee place a block from the theater that I always go to."

"That's why you're so high-strung?" Raz joked, which caused her to blush and behind their back, three actors shared looks of glee.

"Well, I work long shifts," she said breezily. Becky was so much calmer now that she knew her actors could do the material that she was almost relaxed. It was like an eclipse – she wasn't freaking out! "Besides, this place would fall apart without me!"

Two emerald green eyes gave her a look that suggested he believed her, even though he raised an eyebrow good-naturedly. "Maybe you should get an assistant. You may look the same as when I was a kid, but you're not getting any younger."

"Aw, thanks kid-"

"I'm not a kid!" Raz yelled, that being a touchy spot. "In two years I'll be driving!"

"You'll always be a kid to me," Becky said, showing her once-in-a-life-time-seen soft side before going into Nazi mode. "Flower girls 1 through 3, practice switching between position 1 and position Q! Dogs, quit following everyone and memorize those background movements! And will someone change that spotlight already! It's been dead for a week!"

"Oh, what shall we do?" Flower asked forlornly. "Razputin and Becky do not seem to know that they are hopelessly in love with each other!"

"Oh, the agony!" the guy flower agreed as he changed the spotlight. "Here's what we must do! We must write a play about their love, and act it out before them! Only then will they realize the depths of their true feelings!"

"How beautiful!" Bonita Soleil said in her gruff voice, appearing from backstage. "I'll help. After all, Raz got rid of that awful Phantom for me. And God only knows the last time Becky went out on a date!"

And so it began… no, wait, that was from earlier…

And so it got out of control…

"So, Becky," Raz said, trying not to be freaked out by the décor of Gloria's mind, "When did the guys in the trenchcoats move in?"

The government agents from Boyd's mind had no place to go once Boyd started attacking them. Panicking, they fled to Gloria's mind via the Collective Unconscious, because there they were not only welcome, but could thrive and send their little child-phobias to acting classes as well as enjoy classical slices of Gloria's life performed onstage. They had set up a minature town inside Gloria's mind, where they could pretend to be whatever they wanted. Paradise, if you were a phobia induced muse who only wanted to live in peace.

"Oh," Becky replied mildly, "They fled from some warzone overseas, and they settled down here. They're pretty weird, but they're harmless." She waved to a trenchcoat wearing phobia who was playing air guitar on a pair of scissors. "Hey Mr. Gardener, how's it going?"

"My life is fantastic," he replied in a monotone voice. "I have never felt so happy in all my years. Good bye, and have a day filled with niceness."

Raz smiled awkwardly and turned to her as they walked onward. "They seem okay. Becky, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah?"

"You read a lot of romance novels, right?" he asked. When Becky turned purple blushing, he took that as a yes and continued, "How can you tell if someone, say a girl, isn't in love with, say, her old boyfriend?"

"Is this about you and Lili?" Becky demanded, hand on her hip.

"How do you know about her!" Raz gasped, raising his eyebrows and folding his arms. "Let me guess, my Dad talked to you?"

"Yeah," she grinned and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, you've got a great dad. He just wants to make sure you don't kill yourself doing something dumb. That's more than most parents want for their kids. Nowadays it's all about college and scholarships and competitive sports for most parents. Besides, your dad can juggle!"

Raz just shook his head and laughed.

Author's Note: Wow. That was random. I hereby dedicate this whole fanfic to feelthemystical, who gave me this idea on accident! Hail feelthemystical! As well as my beloved reviewers, who give me life and a reason not to commit a sugar overdose. XD