Plastic is Fantastic
Daria walked into Casa Lane, the domicile of the only human being to be her friend (Amelia's delusions not withstanding of course) and found herself freezing in shock at what she was seeing.
The entire living room, a previously dilapidated and disorganized mess was no longer a mess.
It had the cleanliness that could only come from a professional's hand, and had been completely remodeled and refurnished to boot!
Daria did a zombie walk to the kitchen and found it in the same state of shocking repair, and went wide-eyed at the full pantry and the new, working fridge with a veritable cornucopia of plenty.
She then walked silently up the re-carpeted stairs and into the repainted hallway, Trent's new door was slightly ajar and she could hear the faint sounds of a state of the art stereo playing. Granted it was playing a Mystik Spiral EP, but at least it was in surround sound.
Daria paused in front of Jane's room for a moment before knocking.
There were some muffled sounds and a yawn before the familiar sound of feet and the door opened.
"Oh, hey Daria!" Jane said before yawning and rubbing her blurry eyes, "When'd you get back from Erin's wedding?"
"A couple hours ago." Daria intoned flatly as she stared at her best friend, in a pair of brand new blood red pajamas, the bedroom behind her having undergone the same remodeling as the rest of the house.
"Ok, I have to ask," Daria said, "Did a group of kindly day laborers move in?"
Jane just laughed, motioning Daria inside, "No such thing Daria."
Before Daria could articulate a response, Jane asked her about the wedding fiasco and Daria filled her in.
"That 'Aunt Amy' of yours sounds cool." Jane commented while sitting down on the small (and fresh smelling) leather chair in front of the (even newer smelling) hi-def 60 inch plasma TV (the 100 inch was in the living room), "Where does she live?"
"Why does that matter?"
"So I'll know what tickets to order at the airport. A day trip next weekend to wherever she is sound good?"
"...Jane?"
"Yeah Daria?"
"Where the fuck did you guys get the money for ANY of this?! Did a rich relative croak? Did your parents find the Solomon Mines?" After that Daria began to sputter.
Jane just smirked, "Nope, all my relations are alive unfortunately. Not to mention while I wouldn't put it past my parents to have found the mines of Solomon. I doubt they'd have seen anything in there that'd of held their attention for more than a minute."
"Th-then? Th-hen?!" Daria continued to sputter away.
"It's my little secret Daria," Jane replied mysteriously while eyeballing a brand new red leather purse on her new nightstand, "But let's just say that a little bit of plastic can take you a long way."
She then laughed, "In fact it can take you to the Infinite... and beyond."
Meanwhile in Latveria a certain tyrant just got a look at his Visa Infinite bill for the last month...
"Who dares defile DOCTOR DOOM'S credit score?!"