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None of this case was making any fucking sense.

With a grunt, De shoved one of her boot heels into the wood of the bench in front of her. She looked at the computer screen in front of her, comparing the images to the print outs on the table. And trying to find any logical explanation. At least her kind of logical.

Which, given that her kind of logical was far more lenient on the logic part than most, made it really frustrating when she was stuck on a case like this.

Hailing the waitress, she gave her a charming grin as she worked on sweet talking herself into another slice of cherry pie. And if she was lucky, it'd be a la mode, too. It would soothe some of the frustration over this bullshit case, if nothing else.

Picking up the image again, she studied the shape in the shadows with her nose wrinkling up, trying to see something new. Something she hadn't noticed before.

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"Hey, Linda." Venus grins and leans in, a coy smile playing at the corners of her mouth as she faux-whispers "my name's not really Janis."

Duh. Venus just looks delighted to have been able to play it up, to put those rusty acting skills to good use. It's not often she gets to go unrecognized, even less so when she gets to take on a character and use it.

"I'm Venus. And if this woman even charges us, I'll pay. I'm loaded." She never quite got over being poor as a child, as a teenager, and now wanting to flaunt it a little sneaks out despite her better judgment.

"What?! Janis, how long have you been lying to me?" De's face took on a comically shocked expression, hand spayed across her open mouth, before she too leaned forward, breaking into giggles.

Man, she hadn't had this much fun in a long time.

"I'm not looking a free meal in the mouth. I'm De." A little tipped grin had to replace a handshake, since that would sorta blow their cover.

"Your whole life," she says back, a conspiratorial whisper cracking into a near-cackle.

"Cute name. That's my real name, before, you know." She makes a gesture with her hand, like a firework going off. And she helps herself to De's water, which is mostly untouched and still has the lemon in it. "Hollywood."

"God, you can't trust anyone these days."

Hollywood, huh. De tried to place her face, but really, De's knowledge of Hollywood was...warped. She had her guilty pleasures, sure, but she couldn't tell you Bennifer from Bradgelina. She couldn't even really tell you that example was a decade out of date.

"So what do you do in Hollywood?" That was probably a loaded question, but she was intrested to see how her new friend responded.

"Uh, look at my face and take a few educated guesses," Venus teases, batting her eyelashes and casting bedroom eyes at what seems like the whole diner. De doesn't look like the kind of girl who watches the sorts of shows Venus is on, but there's a type that even she should recognize.

De tries. She really does. Finally she puffs out her cheeks and lifts her hands in defeat.

"I got nuthin, dude."

Reality show? This girl seemed too down to earth for that bullshit. But man, they did edit things. Or, maybe this girl was not as down to earth as she appeared?

But man, free pie. She couldn't hold anything against someone who helped her get free pie.

This was how the demons would eventually get her. She knew it.

Venus laughs, deep and throaty and less musical than she does for cameras, and rests her hand on her chin. "Oh, thank God you didn't say "porn". You just made my day."

She lunges for the pie with a fork, slicing off a small bit. She isn't planning on eating her way through much; got to watch her figure, after all. It's the price of fame.

"Reality TV. I'm a superhero."

"Oh! Yeah, I think I've caught that one..." Stan Lee's something or other. Pretty damn cheesy, but maybe now was not the time to share that point of view.

"Must be pretty cool. Is it as ridiculous as it looks?"

When reality TV had boomed, she and Sammy had had a long 'what if' conversation about a hunter TV show, and how sill it would be. Then they met the Ghost Facers and all of that was a bit too close to reality to be funny.

"And I men to be fair, I wouldn't recognize your face from porn."

"More ridiculous. Honestly, the craziest shit is what doesn't make it to the cameras. You've never seen a bunch of adults act like giant-ass children until you've me executive producers." Venus is aware she can be a bit of a drama queen herself, although she tries to just claims that she's 'assertive' and 'worth it', not a diva.

"If that's your attempt to try and get my top off to see if you'd recognize my tits, you'll need to get me way drunker."

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