Author Note: Okay, sorry it took so long and that this will be so short. I'm getting a cold because of all the rain that's going on here in California. (I live in Wildomar). I'm Emma btw. Nicole lives on the other side of the globe in the other hemisphere in Australia. (Adelaide)

Emma's POV:

After a short subway ride, we were at the strip club. I was shaking. Nicole shook her head "Emma, chill out" she said.

"I'm sorry. I just realized that Jason Gray is going to see me, uh NAKED!" I pointed out, as a bouncer opened the door for me. "Thank you" I said.

Nicole just nodded her agreement as we walked in. "Uh-we're here to see Gary?" I said as a girl in her under garment walked back.

"Oh, Gary is back in his office. I'm Alice. Here, I'll show you to his office"

The curly haired girl walked with us to the back and into the office. "Gary, there are a couple of girls here." She said.

I heard a man sigh "Okay, Alice, tell them to wait while I talk to Mr. Potter and then I'll see them"

I liked at Nicole "Nic- my last name is Potter" I said, looking worried.

"Probably 5 million other people have the same last name- Like Harry"

"Not funny" I said, annoyed. I listened to the people in the office.

"So, Mr. Potter, you want a private room? I don't know" The manager was saying.

"Please. I'll pay you"

I gasped. The second voice was the voice of my twin brother, Ben. I looked at Alice "Ben is in there. We have to hide, or we're busted. I don't really want my family knowing that I have been forced to become a stripper."

Nicole nodded. "Okay, uh, when he comes out, turn your head, and I'll turn mine so he can't see us" she suggested." He'll just assume that we're two of the other 5000 brunnettes in Brooklyn. And speak with an accent too so he knows it isn't us"

"But it is us" I said, confused.

Nicole sighed "Yes- but it really isn't us" she winked.

"OHHHHHHH!" I said, catching on.

Nicole sighed "Sometimes, you are so stupid" she said, annoyed with me. "Geez, turn around, He's coming" She said, as we both turned around.

After my dirty, dirty brother left (I know, I'm the one meeting with the manager of a strip club so I can become a pole dancer- I just hope we're getting paid for both jobs, and more.), Nicole and I walked into the office.

"Hi- I'm Emma, this is Nicole, We're the reporters for the New York Times" I said, as we sat down in the chairs.

The man looked up. Nicole groaned. It was one of our high school friend's Dad's. He didn't seem to recognize us. Oh shit, are we in for a jolly time these next four months.

"Okay, so Ms. Potter- was that your brother?"

"Yes- it was" I sunk into my seat, embarrassed.

"Nice man. Gave me lots of money." The man said. "And Ms. James. You're with the New York Times and you're investigating Connect Three. Wow, your boss was right, you two are pretty hot."

"Oh- uh, thanks." Nicole said.

"Well, you two are hot enough. " Gary said. "You're hired. If you need anything, Alice or Jaliena will teach you- and please act like you have some class. The girls here aren't the low class whores you would find on the streets- or the whore you would find when you turn on TV. to watch Hannah Montana"

Nicole and I quickly sped out of the room, and out of the club. "I didn't realize there was more then one kind of whore" I said as Nicole and I ran to the subway,

"Neither did I. And I didn't know Ben was into whores"

I smirked "You obviously haven't met any of his girlfriends" I said, "I feel so dirty just going in there"

"I know- let's go shopping, so we can smell like shoes instead of sluts" Nicole said, rushing onto the subway. I grinned. Nicole knew me all too well- I loved the smell of shows. I always have, always will.

If you think that's weird- we had an English Teacher who would smell books and that's how she would chose what we were reading that semester. And our friends Henry and Steven would smell mud. They still do.

So I'm not the only weird one.

Author Note: Henry and Steven would be my fiancee's best friends. Henry is awesome but I loathe Steven. review please