Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious or any of it's characters. No money is made by this story. Lucy Spiller and DirtNow magazine are the property of Fox entertainment, from the show "Dirt."
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They flew out of Saudi Arabia and into Dubai, where they were told about the dress codes, and how it was less restrictive then in Saudi Arabia, as well as how often those same codes were ignored, sometimes even by vacationing Saudi. Then, before they could leave the plane, Trina made her announcement.
"Okay everyone, listen up and listen good. I know a lot of foreign visitors to this country ignore the dress code. But we're not. In fact, I'm having Andre, Ryder and Jade check all your outfits before you head out anywhere, make sure it fits the dress code for the place your going. We're not just guests here, we're trying to build good relations, cause thats good business. Now that means that every single one of you is representing me, and you all know I can be your best friend, or a raving bitch. Lets get along, okay. And Ron, Bill, you both know there's a reason I'm not including you on dress code detail, right?"
Both men nodded, with Bill giving a slight blush. He couldn't for the life of him even glance at the dancers. Ron, for his part, knew it was more out of worrying that he might let his buddies among the roadies slide on something. The last thing he wanted was to be chewed out for allowing the guys to head out with illegal substances, something they'd be checking for while looking at the dress codes. After all, drinking in public spaces was still prohibited here, and Trina made it very clear she was holding her security responsible for the behavior of the crew. Ron just thanks his gods that he wasn't gonna be in trouble if his drinking buddies did something. 'Jade might kill them, but not me.' He reasoned.
After the warning, with full knowledge of just how bad it could be if they broke any of the rules, the cast and crew of Tori's show made their way into the city of Dubai, in the UAE. Thanks to the more moderate laws, less strictly held and more open minded interpretation of the religious rules, they were able to have an open air concert, secure that the religious police weren't gonna come drag them or their fans off. So hey enjoyed the sound check, a little sightseeing, then the show. It was surreal, and allowed everyone relief from the "new normal" of the middle east. The crowds were dressed in the local styles, but were also more relaxed, mixing and laughing and buying tee shirts. There was a heavy mix of foreign and locals at the show, which they were told befits the economy. Many Saudi who could afford to travel here for a weekend, but didn't have the right influence to catch their Saudi concert, had made the trip to see Tori perform here. That evening Tori's music filtered across the landscape, and everyone was enjoying themselves. Overall, a very good experience for the cast and crew.
Back at their hotel, after the show, Trina allowed Jade to take Tori up to the top observation deck, along with the rest of the pop princess permanent security and management. They'd snagged rooms in the Armani hotel, located in the bottom 39 floors of the Burj Khalifa, the tallest building, the tallest artificial structure, in the world. Even the jaded New Yorker was interested in seeing the view from the upper observation deck, called the Sky level, and outside observation deck 1,821 feet in the air from the base of the building. Trina had gotten tickets on line, in advance, for them to see the view and feel what it felt like to be that high over the 27 acre park that surrounded the building, as well as the view of the 30 acre artificial lake sporting fountains as their main attraction, just a short distance from the hotels part.
"I thought you weren't that impressed by the view." Tori taunted her bodyguard.
"I wasn't." The blue eyed girl replied. "Not in Paris, where the Eiffel Tower just wasn't that high up. Lets face it, they have taller structures almost everywhere. We were what, nine hundred feet up? See that in New york all the time. But here, we're almost two thousand feet up, and thats a good hundred feet taller then anything in the Big Apple, and we're only on the observation deck. This building has another six stories of office space, plus mechanical and communication stuff that could let someone get all the way to the top, a good ninety or more feet up."
"How'd you know that?" The pop princess asked.
"They sell pamphlets with all that chiz on it at the desk, or you can always look on line." Jade said, but she was looking off into the distance. "They say that sometimes, in the right weather, you can see Iran from here." Through the darkness, they only saw the lights of whatever civilization was out there, in the distance. But it did make the city below them all the more beautiful, and the lights in the fountain that much more memorable.
"Okay, this is kinda cool." Tori admitted. "The view of the lake is breathtaking, and I like that your finally taking an interest in the things I like. Just, you know it's not just about the height. It's about the accomplishments of man. Kinda like in that movie, 'Michael,' with the not gay pilot Travolta in it. He, as the angel Michael, was adamant about how he had to see all these attractions, like the biggest ball of yarn, cause it was something humans accomplished."
"You know, you've accomplished a lot." Jade commented.
"I know that." The star snapped. "What makes you think I didn't?"
"Just something you'd mentioned, once upon a time." The bodyguard said, smiling. "Maybe I was wrong, and you just needed to be reminded, then, about everything you've built."
"What I need is for my bodyguard to appreciate the small things." The singer scolded. "The world is full of small wonders that just don't get the appreciation they deserve. Yes, I think my music can help the masses enjoy themselves, but sometimes I wish I could write a song, or something, to let everyone know just how special we are, and that there's these landmarks everywhere that proclaim just that. We were here, and we're special. We can achieve great things. Hell, we always have achieved great things. Take the..."
Trina's hand was on her sisters mouth. "You can't let her get going on things like that." The manager said, but there was no malice in her voice. "Tori will start thinking about those landmarks, the big ones and the little ones, then she'll write a song about it, and while 'Landmarks' was a hit, the one about the ball of yarn was never released. Mason ever suggested she get her head checked."
"Mason?" The raven haired girl asked.
"Head of our label." The manager replied. "Business driven, kinda cold, but we get along well enough. Tori and I made him enough money, so he should love us."
"I think I'm done looking off the edge of tall buildings." Jade sighed, moving to where she could protect Tori, but didn't look over the edge.
"I think we all are." Trina said. "Tori, no songs about the view. I don't know how to sell that."
"How about a song about human achievement?" The pop princess asked, and they shifted to look at some of the other sights. All of them knew the view was breathtaking, but they were almost done. It was time to relax and head back to their rooms.
The group headed to the elevators, stepping in and filling most of the twelve to fourteen person capacity. "Hay, at least it's an easy commute." Bill joked.
They got back to their rooms and settled in for the evening, knowing they'd be flying out the next day. That evening Jade went over everything that had happened over the last few days in her mind. How many things she hadn't expected to happen here, on the tour or in the middle east. But more then anything else, Jade couldn't help thinking of how it was that Bill got in the communing joke. That bothered her more then being scolded by her employer about missing out on the little things. 'When did he develop a sense of humor?' She wondered as she drifted off to sleep.
After stopping long enough to do a couple of shows in island nations, like Sri Lanka, they were ready to hit the rest of Asia, including multiple shows in India, as well as at least one show in twelve different other countries, plus a few more USO shows for the boys stationed In the deep pacific. Trina assured her sister that they'd be able to make enough money to justify the many poorer countries they visited. Mosley, the manager wanted to force their label to pay for the whole trip, and added as many shows as she could think to add.
In one of the smaller island nations, Tori had been invited to a party by one of the local elites, and felt it wouldn't be a bad idea to go. Trina was already going, cause this man had good contacts for them to use down the line. A surprising number of foreign money went into Hollywood productions, so Trina saw making friends here as an investment.
"So I'm coming too." Tori insisted.
"Then we'll have to bring Jade." Ryder said.
"I'll make the call, get the extra invitations." Trina chimed in. She hoped her sister didn't catch on how easily she'd given in.
"Why?" Tori asked. "Not that I don't like having her there to count my drinks and make sure I don't do anything that hurts the brand, but why do we need her there. Why aren't I asking if she can come?"
"This kind of party, it's full of powerful men who don't always understand that women have rights." Ryder tried to explain.
"Women have a lot of rights in various parts of the Middle East and Orient, but for many of the men we might be dealing with, too many, women would be seen as a conquest, a prize to be won." Trina added. "I know that a lot of these guys would never ask us to do anything we wouldn't want us to, but it's easier when we have someone there to watch our backs. Besides, the guy who tried to abduct you, this kind of party might offer him a shot."
"Um, boss, I just had a thought, maybe it'd be better for Bill or Ron, or better yet, Andre, to be there." Ryder said, now feeling a bit uncomfortable.
"Except they already know Jade's her bodyguard, and thanks to our experience in the Saudi Arabia, we know that female bodyguards exist, and can even be respected." Trina replied. "Now we just need to remind Jade she's the heavy, and ourselves that she's capable of handling this. So, Tori, Jade's your wing-man, only her job is to prevent you from hooking up. The anti-wing-man?" S smirk crossed her face.
"Just as long as she dressed appropriately, we're good." Tori said, smiling at her sister. "This party, it's gonna be so much fun."
"Yep." Her sister said. "This island is a much more liberal place, where people come for fun, so swimwear and flipflops are the dress code."
"I can't wait to tell Jade." Tori cooed. "Um, she has to dress to blend in, right? I mean, if I'm in a bikini, she has to wear one too, right?"
"Yes, I think thats a good idea." Ryder said. "But lets see if we can get Andre in too, just because he likes this kind of party."
"He's already on the list." Trina pointed out. "One of the counselors men partied with him a couple of tours back, and he's been a standard guest ever since."
Tori was shaking with excitement about the party, and telling her bodyguard just which suit to wear. 'I'll have to look over her stuff, find the right suit, but it'll be so much fun, us going out drinking again...'
"No." Jade said flatly upon being told what she'd be doing at the party. Or more specially, what she'd be wearing. "I'm gonna be there to keep you safe, and the last thing either of us need is some guy busy trying to score on me when you need me. Far better I go dressed in uniform, dress shirt, black slacks, and a coat hiding who knows what. That way, I'll have the whole don't mess with me vibe going, and can better step in the way of trouble."
"Okay, normally I'd totally agree with you, except for a few things." Andre said. He was there to keep things under control. "First, the councilman is ultimately responsible for security there, and he'd be in a lot of trouble if anything happened to Tori here. You're job is to protect her, but also to blend in, look like you belong. Hell, even Ryder and myself will be in beach wear. Trust me, I'm gonna look far less intimidating in my Hawaiian shirt. Second, in this heat, you'll be grateful for the swimwear. Take a light robe to toss over it, just to keep the sun off your skin, and walla, you're not gonna fry. Third, and this is totally important, you may need to follow Tori here into the pool. Councilman had a grotto made, like the one at the Playboy mansion, and it's swim in only. If she goes in there, you'll have to follow, just to protect her. We good?"
"This once only?" Jade asked her friend and supervisor.
"If I have any say about it, yea." Andre assured her. "Now go find a good suit."
"And let me have approval.." Tori called, then looked at her friend. "What? I want her to blend in, and she won't if she's in some granny suit." The head of security just rolled his eyes.
The party was uncomfortably boring, far too subdued for Tori's taste, with her benefactor throwing a party more for political gains then to have a wild party. The drinks were often more flavorful then alcoholic, and the locals showed a lot of respect. They may have some from a Male dominated society, but those guests were the main concern of the bodyguards, not the hosts. They'd even closed off the grotto so that no one would be out of sight from the lifeguards. Tori's only real thrill was the chance to walk around in swimwear for a couple of hours, enjoying warm weather and a beautiful view.
Of course, Tori would have been more then happy with this kind of party, except she was antsy. She felt the loss of another part of Beck, the idea of him being there for her. He was her edge, the one who pushed her past her normal boundaries, and while she hated that, she also missed the thrill she used to get when he didn't go too far. To make matters worse, she lost the argument with Trina, and Jade managed to find an almost covering one piece to wear. Tori had no idea why, but the fact that Jade managing to cover even an inch of that milky white skin annoyed her. She wanted midriff, and cleavage, and maybe just a bit more ass. Anything to make her feel more… 'What Tori? What do you want, a distraction? Maybe see how the men treat her, cause of that figure? I swear, why'd she have to have such nice curves?' But the pop princess suspected that wasn't it, cause she knew she'd have been even more upset if her bodyguard had been hit upon. But she pushed it out of her mind and tried to focus on having fun while Jade counted her drinks.
After that party, not everything was wine and roses on the tour. As a side effect of the implied repression of the Arab countries, once out in the less restrictive world again Tori ramped up her flirting, justifying it to herself as just games to keep her relationship with Jade interesting. Only now, the flirting wasn't the same, not as sedate, or as hidden, as it had been before. Jade blew it off as them developing a dynamic, with the care free Tori teasing the controlled, controlling Jade to try and loosen her up. It was getting bad enough that people decided to confront the singer on it. Unfortunate, as far as Andre was concerned, Trina got there first.
"You need to lay off this public behavior." The manager opened with. "It's unseemly for you to be carrying on like this."
"What behavior?" The singer asked. She'd sent Jade to go get some water for her, sending the raven haired bodyguard off with a slap to her ass.
"They way you've been treating Jade." The manager said.
"I don't see why?'" Tori replied, watching her sister as they were resting at the hotel after a show. "I mean, sure, if we believe her, Jade used to be a bad girl, all defiant and dangerous. But look at her now. She's into teamwork, and control. She's the authority figure keeping people from having fun. And somewhere on rout, she forgot how to have fun. I'm just trying to get her to loosen up."
"I just don't think it helps our image to have you flirting with her in public. Not with everything thats going on." Trina reminded the younger girl. "Tori, sista, we've come a long way, and if we're honest, Beck's becoming more and more of a problem." Jade returned with the water.
"Beck?" Tori didn't seem to get upset at his name, just more curious. She reached out and took her water, sparing a second for contact, touching Jade's hand, before removing hers to open the bottle and take a drink.
"He's been making the rounds, doing the talk shows, letting everyone know that what Robbie reported about your career being micromanaged was a lie, while doing it in a way that tells the press that he's trying to protect you, but doesn't believe it. He's trying to make everyone believe that I've held him down, even as I control every aspect of your life, and plotted your rise to megastardom." Trina explained.
"But is that true?'" Tori asked. "Is it true that you auditioned him?" There was hurt laying just under her question. She'd never confronted her sister about this, despite Beck having told her.
"Do you really want that answer?" The older girl asked.
Tori took a step back, trying to regain balance. "I-I don't know if I can trust you..." She stammered.
"I'm sorry, but at the time it made you more relatable. The female viewers weren't voting for you because they saw you as a threat, while the male viewers would vote for you anyways. I realized, however, that the one thing that people love is when there's a celebrity couple." Trina admitted. "After, it became a part of your image, and I was so sure he was gonna grow up, be the kind of man you deserved. Also, and lets not forget this, you loved him, you fell for his charms, so it became harder to break things off. In the end, I only acted when I found out..."
"I couldn't perform?" Tori was angry, pissed.
"That he was hurting you." Trina completed her thought. "Lets just get through this leg of the tour, and then, if you want, I'll leave, find you someone else to manage your career." It was as much to end the fight as anything else, but Trina was still protecting Tori's image. 'We'll let her decide...'
"Not sure I can take that many more shows where I can't trust my own sister." The pop princess spat, then she walked out of the room.
"I can't help remembering someone offering to cancel a show, with no thoughts about how much it would cost, because you were hurting." Jade said as she fell into step with the singer.
"So your on her side?" Tori glared at the bodyguard.
"Just pointing out that your wazzed, and when your upset, you may not be seeing the big picture." The blue eyed girl replied. "Think, her stated goal is to make you the biggest star she could, and she's been doing it for a long time. Yes, and don't interrupt, Beck was a mistake made for about a decade. But she's also made you a star across multiple continents, and your breaking into movies and television. And, according to Ryder, she's been planning for you to shift modes, make a lot more cash as you take the time you'd need to have a family. Sounds to me like she got caught in a learning mistake, one I made too. Then again, maybe I have empathy for her, cause Beck dumped me the same day I fought his battle for him, the one with the boyfriend of a girl he tried to cheat on me with."
"Right, your not very bright." Tori sneered, only for her face to contort, just for a moment. "And neither was I when I was with him. So yea, I get your point, but you've all but admitted she's controlled every facet of my life for a long time."
"And she's trying to both give you what you've always dreamed about, and give you the freedom to have whatever life you want now." The raven haired girl pointed out. "It's not my job to tell you..."
"Then don't." The starlet cut her off. "And I'm planning on a party once we get through the next set of performances. You'll be wearing a bikini, maybe..."
"Maybe?" Jade asked.
"Right place, I'll have you in just the bottoms." Tori's sneer started shifting to a smirk. "Trina may pay you, but you work for me. Got it. And don't worry, I won't put you in anything less then I'm wearing."
"Okay, I just caught the end of that, but I'm thinking, in a hotel hall like this, you might be wanting to be careful what your saying." Andre commented. He'd shown up right at the end of Tori's tirade against Jade. Now he was in damage control mode. "So, trouble with you and Trina?"
"I'm pissed at her, probably gonna be for a long time, but I still want her managing my career." Tori said to her friend. "Just, and you be surer to tell her this, I'm included in all decisions about my career. All of them. If I'm gonna be wearing a new consume on stage, I want to know the choices, meet the designers, all of it. And I want to go to more parties where I'm not the good fucking girl next door, where I can cut loose and wear a suit that has less material then a pair of mens shorts, and costs more then an average car. And for the love of all thing, someone get me a picture of Jade's ass." She glanced at the bodyguard. "What? You're always watching mine, I figured it's only fare I get to do the same."
"Yea, lets find a way to phrase that in a less sexual harassy kind of way." Andre suggested. Tori rolled her eyes, dismissing her friend with a wave of her hand. Knowing what he had to do next, he walked away from her and headed to the office to report to his boss. "Trina, good news and bad news. Okay, there really isn't any bad news, except maybe it is, and you'll hate it. But.."
"Spit it out already." Trina shot. "Am I fired or not?" She just looked tired.
"Tori wants her sister managing her career, just, she wants a lot of input on what goes on." The dark skinned man said. "She's pissed, wants input on everything..."
"Okay, lets CC her on every important email.." Trina said as she opened her Pearpad and started redirecting the mail.
"And she's sexually harassing Jade." He added. "Again."
"She's just pissed." Trina assured him. "And maybe Jade stood up for me? I don't know."
"Point is, this isn't working." Dre said. "Either they start getting closer, or we'll have problems."
"On it." The older girl replied. "Damage control. I'm on the damage control. I'll have to wait a bit for her to be less pissed at me for the other, but I'mon the damage control. Just…. I need to make a call. Given the time differences between here and L.A., I'll need to make it some time tomorrow, maybe around fiveish..."
"Tell Malcolm." Andre said, smiling. "Or maybe Ryder..."
Trina rounded on him, her eyes serious. "You don't get to judge." She hissed.
"Not judging, just saying." He smiled, hands up in a defensive, surrender position. "And as for the Tori thing, I think I'm next to talk to her. Once she's had a chance to calm down."
"Didn't you just talk to her?" The manager asked, but she was already focusing on what she had to do to protect her sister. The head of security just excused himself to go plan on how he was going to protect Tori's image and keep her from getting sued by the very girl who was supposed to step in between her and any danger.
It was just about nine AM Los Angeles time when Lucy Spiller's personal phone started ringing. The editor too the time to look over the caller id before answering, but wasn't too worried when she didn't recognize the incoming number. Hers was a private number, one that only those she worked with, including her snitches, knew about. "Lucy Spiller, managing editor of DirtNow magazine." She answered.
"Lucy, it's Trina. Vega. I was hoping you could put your tabloid hat aside for a moment and give a friend some advice." The manager said. She managed to keep her voice neutral, almost hopeful, not letting her friend have any idea what she might really want.
"Trina, still employed? According to my little snitch, you've been manipulating Tori's entire career, and she was none to please by that." Lucy said. "A woman after my own heart."
"I offered to resign, but Tori told me, as mad as she is, she knows I've always looked out for her best interests. No, I've got two, unrelated problems, and I need advice." Trina repeated. "I hope you can keep this between us."
"Lets see what you're hiding, and I'll let you know if it's too juicy" The tabloid journalist said, and she felt herself getting just a touch intrigued. 'She's never called me for advice. This is either really big, or she's gonna use me to plant a story.'
"Okay, first, I've been boinking my bodyguard." Trina decided to go with the story that wouldn't make a difference. Despite the heavy coverage Beck had been giving her relationship with Tori, she wasn't the story. Never was. However, Lucy's gasp was enough to let her know this could be something. "I'm trying to decide how to proceed."
'She's testing me. She's fucking testing me…' Miss Spiller thought, her mind racing with the problem of dealing with this admission. "Up until recently, you hadn't been a public figure for about what, ten years?" Lucy said slowly, measuring her response. "Long term bodyguard? I'd say make him head of security, and maybe, if you want to, find another way to keep him. Just FYI, it's stupid, or as Beck would say, jank, to be nailing the guy you're expectation to step in the way of a threat."
"Thanks for that. I've already got a head of security, but I'm sure I could come up with something new." Trina said, smirking. "The other thing is Tori's picking up some bad habits from her new boy. He's always referring to her bodyguard, the hot girl, in derogatory ways, and he's convinced her that's the right way to speak to her. I'm worried that Tori, who'd never do anything to hurt anyone, might be sexually harassing the help."
"Wait, Tori has a new guy in her life?" Lucy said, barely catching herself. 'It's a trap. Definitely a trap…' She took in a breath. "Why hasn't anyone seen this new guy."
"Jade's been escorting Tori out more then Andre used to, what with the better security, so she's had plenty of chances to meet new people while out and about." Trina said, listening for any clue as to her friends reaction, not regretting her actions. "Tori met him while out, doing whatever, maybe even at a club or something. Beck did leave her with a taste for the wild side. Okay, wild for Tori, but anyways, they met, and he has the resources to travel, visit, so they've been seeing each other. You know, on the QT. No story, just a rebound relationship. But she's picking up bad habits. I need to find a way to break her of those habits before she loses a loyal, capable bodyguard. And as you've pointed out, I'm still in the doghouse. Any suggestions?"
"This is the kind of thing that tabloids like to jump on as a gateway to tearing someone like Tori down a peg." Lucy warned. "I'll bet there are already pictures of her, and this guard, as well as rumors." She pulled up a picture they'd run just a day before of the two girls, Tori and Jade, in tight clothing, at a party in Sri Lanka held by some local celebrity. "Wait, I seem to remember that this girl. Isn't she one of Beck's ex's."
"Yes, the one thrown off of American Voice for fighting, protecting Beck from a dork who thought he was hitting on that guys girl." Trina smiled. 'Now, Beck, I get a shot in on you.' She thought before continuing. "I had her assigned to someone else, me, while Beck was around, given their history. She told me, about that part of her history, and I made damn sure it didn't interfere in their lives. But Beck went and ruined things all on his own."
"What are you inferring?" Lucy asked. Curiosity was drawing her out, despite her own suspicions about Trina's motives. 'After all, if she wanted to plant a story that hurt Beck, she'd have called that tool, Shapiro, by now.'
"We had an agreement to keep it between us, but you know the kind of guy Beck is." Trina gossiped. "Just like you know Beck is doing everything in his power to make it seem like he's being the bigger guy and not admitting what really happened."
"So you admit to manipulating public opinion?" The editor asked.
"It was a competition, with the public voting people off." Trina said. "Of course I was manipulating their opinions. And I've done a little ever since. What else would you expect from a good manager? But I never exaggerated who or what Tori was, just presented my sister, the ultimate fucking girl next door, as what she is. Go ahead at tell the world that. I made myself the but of the jokes for the first five shows, just to make her look better by comparison. Cause you know what? That gave her enough time for them to figure out how fucking talented she was."
"Like she wasn't going to win..." Lucy remarked.
"Have you seen Jade's audition tape?" Trina asked. "Look it up, see what Beck's philandering cost us, and tell me that I wasn't justified in what I did."
"She could sing?" Lucy asked.
"Still can, when Tori blackmails her into entertaining us." The manager girl lied. 'Other then that tape, which I don't even have, I don't know of a single place to hear her sing. So naturally, I haven't heard her sing yet, but I think maybe Tori has. No matter, time to finish this.' The Latina thought. "But she was an actress too, before her sense of right and wrong got her in trouble for helping someone. So now she's a bodyguard, cause of her fucking black belts. That right, plural, one in Jujutsu, and another in some form of kickboxing. Girls a threat. Guess thats why we're so happy to have her as Tori's personal bodyguard."
"You sure it's a boyfriend?" Lucy asked. "Robbie thinks Tori's gay. It would explain the sexual harassment."
"And now I have to call Robbie, chew his ass off." Trina groaned. "And Lucy, please, lets keep all of this between us, okay?"
"Oh, you know me, Trina," Lucy was smirking, almost unable to contain herself, "wouldn't say a word."
Seconds later, as Lucy was calling in her staff to explore what she'd just learned, and how to make the most out of Trina's confessions, Tori's manager was making another long distance call. "Rob, don't speak yet, just listen." Trina started. "Tell me what the fuck your obsession with the gays is?" So started another conversation both knew was going nowhere.
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Okay, who can point out the big move this chapter. Trina thinks politically, and isn't afraid to take on for the team. But will her outing her relationship with Ryder help her sister? What has she done? And who else wants a picture of Jade's ass?
Special thanks to Lucy Spiller, for making a guest appearance in this story, direct from her Fox series "Dirt." Her input is valued. Then again, so is yours. Tell me what you thought about this chapter. Thoughts, theories, whatever, I'll take them. Review and let me know.
Thanks again to everyone who read this far. See you next time.