"It says here she's being heavily guarded." Arthur flipped through the pages. "They really think someone's going to kill her."
"Hey, Rebecca Black got threats too but she's still here." Ariadne pointed out.
"Who's Rebecca Black?" Eames asked.
"You don't want to know." Ariadne told him. "Trust me."
"Getting around the guards won't be a problem." Arthur put the paper book down. "Mr. Granger has invited her to his place after the Halloween party. He's going to offer her a drink, she's gonna fall asleep, and just like Fischer, she won't know a thing."
"Ah, excellent." Said Duke. "So do any questions about this mission?"
All the men in the room looked at Ariadne, the member on the team who had the reputation for asking questions non-stop. "Ariadne asked me an interesting question a few days ago actually." Said Arthur.
"Yeah," Ariadne jumped in his place. "I was wondering, since Jayne's an entertainer, would the projections break into song and dance out of nowhere?"
"Were you thinking of a particular musical?" Duke asked. Ariadne shrugged.
"Like Jam or Grease." Ariadne particularized.
"What's Jam?" Yusuf asked.
"Oh, it's a new one. It's a musical about roller derby. I have the soundtrack."
Duke looked like he was in deep thought. "That is an excellent question. We'll have to see for ourselves, won't we? Now Ariadne, is that maze done?"
"Yes. Care to look?"
"Please." Duke stood up from his desk chair, bringing the PASIV with them to the chairs. "I can't wait to see what you have in store."
Eames looked at the two in the distance. He noticed Duke was being a real gentlemen, inserting the needle for her. Ariadne was smiling as she leaned back.
"You think she likes him?" he asked the Chemist.
"Well he's nice." Said Yusuf.
"Don't go jumping to any conclusions." Arthur advised. "And mind your own business."
"So here we are." Ariadne and Duke stood by the entrance of the concert hall. "There's the ticket booths, the ticket station where the guards will stand, and everything else is pretty much upstairs."
"I like the concert banner you put there." Said Duke. It was a black banner with letter's that flashed 'Jayne Alvers Kickass Tour!'
"That'll keep some projections bewildered." The place was empty with few projections being either janitors or tech people. Ariadne and Duke walked up the stairs. "So basically this room is shaped like a doughnut, the actual concert hall in the center. Now here is where they can buy their T-shirts, posters, sweet nuts, beer…"
Duke looked at the booths and then back over at Ariadne.
"You think you can get me backstage?"
"I built this place." She pointed out. "Now, there are elevators hidden behind the walls that separate this giant room from the hall. Those can get us backstage." As they walked over towards the grey walls, a portion of them opened like hidden doors. Ariadne and Duke stepped inside and Ariadne hit the 'B' button.
"Ever been to a rock concert before?" Duke asked. Ariadne nodded.
"I saw Bon Jovi."
"Do you listen to Lance or Jayne Alvers?"
"Lance… I haven't listened to his work in a while and Jayne… I'm sort of becoming a fan. I have all her movies on my Netflix cue list."
The elevator hit the bottom floor and the doors opened to a wide hallway.
"The elevators are programmed to take the projections to the wrong location if they try to chase us." Said Ariadne. "They won't have much luck with the stairwells either. Its all booby trapped." They passed by the power room, the dancer's dressing rooms and stopped at the door with the gold star. "And here is Jayne's little base."
They walked into a room with red brick walls, neon signs and groovy furniture. "This reminds me of the day."
"Oh yeah? Then you better remember to bring your totem."
"So I was told the vault is behind the mirror."
Ariadne went over and pulled the glass wall up like a window on a hot day.
This is a word vault. The combination is a five-letter word."
"So I have to find that word, come in here while she's singing, and take the information."
"Exactly." She said. "And it's only one level. I mean, no extraction is easy but try doing an inception." Ariadne chuckled. "Talk about a nightmare."
"Sound like it." Said Duke. "So let's see the stage."
"Gladly." The two went up one level in the elevator to the floor seats of the hall. As they got closer to the circular stage, Duke noticed someone rehearsing. The projection was wearing a tuxedo and a fedora. He stood by the microphone dancing like Frank Sinatra.
But the song was a new one. It was a Bruno Mars song.
"How did this happen?" Ariadne asked. "There's not supposed to be anyone else here."
They approached the stage to investigate. The projection was singing about an amazing, beautiful girl who was perfect in his eyes. For moments, Ariadne was unsure of who the dreamer was.
"I think this answers your question." Said Duke.
"There must be a mistake. I can't sing. Are you sure I'm the dreamer?"
"Pretty sure." Duke confirmed. "Do you have feelings for someone right now?"
"No." Ariadne looked closely at the dancing man. With a better eye, she saw that it wasn't a stranger projection. It was an Arthur projection. Duke crossed his arms.
"I'm not convinced."
Ariadne rolled her eyes. "I like Arthur, ok? That's all it is!"
"Well I'll believe that."
"You can't tell anybody! It's bad enough that Eames knows!"
"How does he know?"
"I was high at the dentist!" she explained. "It's humiliating, but I told him and I feel really stupid."
Duke looked at false Arthur then to Ariadne. "I respect you too much to tell anyone else."
"Thank you."
"Now, let's get out of here."
"I'm telling you, he likes her." Eames debated.
"They just met." Said Yusuf. "There's no way they're flirting."
"You don't know. They could be having sex down there."
"On the stage?" Yusuf sighed. "You are something."
A very stressed Jayne entered the Chateau Bourbon Hotel after shooting more scenes. Everyone in the lobby looked away as if her glare would turn them to stone. They all knew something she didn't.
Jayne entered the elevator and went up to the twelfth floor where her suite was.
"She's coming!" Lucy shouted from across the hall.
"Oh man…" Ivory panicked as the elevator opened. "I got a plan…"
Jayne walked through the hall ready to check the news online. For a while, she was first in line for the part of Annie in the upcoming movie, Annie Get Your Gun.
"Hey Jayne, help me pick out an outfit." Ivory stopped her, holding up two dresses.
"I don't care." Jayne sneered.
"But I have a date!"
"I don't give a fuck!" Jayne pushed Ivory aside to see Lucy in her way.
"You can't go in your room!" said Lucy.
"And why can't I?" Jayne growled impatiently.
"I… I just farted in there!" Lucy blocked the door with her arms.
"You don't have a fucking key." Jayne opened the door to her suite. Both girls freaked out as Jayne put her purse down and went to her laptop. They tackled her down to the floor, all three girls tumbling to the carpet.
"What the fuck is wrong with you bitches?" Jayne roared. She got up and sat down by her laptop and opened the screen.
"Don't look!" Ivory cried. "It's horrible!"
Jayne looked at the screen, her eyebrows knitted together. "This has to be a joke."