Went to wiki and there's alternative names for Mrs. Lovett, I'm using Nellie Lovett from the 1982 Sweeney Todd movie. Got a review from Hottyjonny, I think today I'll choose…

Lady Gaga

Sweeney was upstairs cleaning his last victim's remains. Nellie Lovett was dusting plates. And Lady Gaga waltzed through the alleyways wearing a hysterical costume involving clocks and vinyl.

She read the sign and decided to walk in, getting her hair caught on the bell.

"Hello there." Mrs. Lovett said, not bothering to look.

"Hi." she responding and tried to sit down without breaking something, "Uh, what are those?"

"Did you not read the sign? They're meat pies." Nellie plopped one down on a cracked plate and dropped it on her table.

"They look strange." Gaga examined it and picked off a piece.

"Have you looked in a mirror lately?"

Her eyes narrowed and she stood up, making her way to the door. Sweeney opened it on the other side and arched his brows. "Excuse me, miss." He carefully stepped around her and brought his attention to Nellie.

"What do you need?" she asked.

"A steel sponge, please." She rolled her eyes and handed one to him. The sponge was dazzling to Gaga, a new inspiration to her. Sweeney made his way over her attire and climbed the rusted stairs. She waited for a few minutes and followed up when Mrs. Lovett wasn't looking.

She carefully stepped up, getting her stilettos caught in holes. At the top, she scampered across the walkway to the door. Gaga peered through the window and saw the barber scrubbing away at the chair. Whenever he took his glanced to her direction she ducked.

Inside, Sweeney was scrubbing some dry blood away from past kills, it was quite hard to get off. He had a regular feeling, somebody was watching. Todd glanced at the window every so often, he didn't spot anyone, until-

He took one more glance and Gaga ducked again. Her stiletto's heel fell through a hole and she almost tumbled back. She grabbed the door's handle and the door made a creaking sound when she let go.

"Shit." she muttered and brought her look back to the barber but he wasn't there. Where is he? she thought and decided to go in. Gaga stepped in and looked around, everywhere but behind herself. Todd wrapped around her, bringing razor to neck.

"What were your intentions?" he asked.

"Nothing, really, I just like that sponge, that's all. Please." she begged.

"That's a ridiculous lie, now." he slightly laughed, "Almost as ridiculous as you, dear."

"I'll do anything." she desperately offered, "Anything."

He paused to think, "Anything?"

"Yeah, yes! Anything!" she stomped her heel on his shoe and Todd released, more because of shock than pain. Gaga scampered across the room grabbed a razor on the a counter. "Stay away from me!" she cried and lunged the warn to warn him.

Sweeney narrowed his eyes and swooped low and slashed her shin, making her crouch. He then stood up quickly raked her neck, ear to ear, with his razor. Her blood drizzled on dress of clocks and vinyl. Gaga slumped into the chair. Her stepped on the pedal and the corpse fell through the hole. Landing with plastic clacks.

Sweeney continued cleaning, Lovett back to dusting and Gaga gained her steel sponge that fell with her.

There is a conspiracy about the illuminati and Gaga, personally I think it's an excuse for Michael Jackson's death…If curious, go to you tube and type in "lady gaga born this way illuminati break down" it's truly ridiculous…meh