Hmmm...what to do now...what to do now. She's actually been turned down by the one man who she thought would need no persuading. Oh well. He's really not her type, anyway. She's actually glad he turned her down, in retrospect. What she has really always wanted all along was a big muscle-man. Someone who has the same mentality and life-experiences as she's had-- having to grow up taller and stronger than everyone else.
The only problem is...who?? She doesn't know HOW to find Divis Mal...she doesn't know how to find Ethan-- nor what his response would be...she doesn't want anything to do with Garyon-- that's just gross-- and Pumpkin? He's naturally small and nerdy. He may know what it's like to be bigger and stronger than everyone when he's Damage, but he sure as hell didn't grow up that way. And when he's Damage he's just TOO big for her uses! And that big guy back in Switzerland? He was so big he couldn't move his arms down to his sides!
Gwen runs a hand through her hair and leans her elbow against the window ledge, resting her head on her hand as she thinks and drives one-handed.
Suddenly it dawns on her. Andre! The soccer-player! Yeah, he's a small guy compared to what she was thinking of, but he was an Olympic-level athlete, too! And he was kicked off the team for erupting...had his championship stripped from him, too! He's more like her than big Ethan! Or Divis Mal!

Gwen picks her head up from her hand and resumes driving two-handed, filled with new resolve! Smiling, she remembers back when he told her that the French were the best lovers. Hmmm! Someone who she won't have to seduce! One would assume, anyway!
She gets to a red light and pulls her cell phone out as she approaches the Aeon building. She doesn't know Andre's personal number, but she's sure someone at Aeon in Switzerland could give it to her!

A black limo pulls up to the Utopia Research Center in lower Manhattan. Several members of the press rush to the car as Andre Corbin, Alejandra, Jennifer Landers, and Polaris exit the car. Andre shakes his head and turns to Jennifer. "This is your department ma chere." he says and walks past the press and into the center with the others. Jennifer smiles after him and turns to the press.

Gwen notices the limo and the press and wonders what's going on NOW! When are there ever NOT members of the press in front of their building? And when is Bob going to make her bedroom window open from the outside?? Hmmm...maybe she could work something out with her telekinesis... Gwen pulls her SUV around the block and into the back-entrance. She presses her hand to the hand-scan, the door opens, and she drives in.
A minute later she's entering the building and heading for the front desk on the ground floor. She always likes to know what the press is so excited about-- just in case it's a new nova or something! She hefts her bag-strap onto her shoulder and heads for security.

Andre watches Jennifer talk to the press through the glass in the lobby. He shakes his head. 'She is so good at this...it seems like she was born to talk to the press. Whatever she says they eat up,' he thinks. 'Well at least one of us is.' He turns around towards the security desk to see Gwen standing there.
"M'amie, Gwen!" he says waving. "Bonjour, Gwen...long time no see eh?" he says.

Gwen's mouth falls open before she can catch it! Andre? Here? Is she psychic, as well? She'll have to mention it to Bob to see if there's a test for that!
She grins and walks up to Andre. "Andre! What are you doing here? I was just thinking about you!" she exclaims. "So am I the psychic, or are you? And if YOU are, can you teleport or something?" she jokes.

Andre laughs and slaps Gwen on the back. "Ma chere, I think we are both psychic," he says. "I had thought of you as well when we landed." he says. "Ah you look wonderful, Gwen. I see New York has been good to you yes?"

Gwen grins, actually feeling a girlish blush attempting to come on! Which she quickly tries to banish! She feels a LOT more relaxed and comfortable around Andre than Raoul! What was she thinking earlier??
"Well, the Utopia-part of New York, anyhow!" she winks. "You look good, too! A lot more cheerful and upbeat than the last time we spoke! So what ARE you doing here? Was that you who attracted the paparazzi out there?" she asks knowingly, hooking her thumb towards the front door.

"Ah mon dieu, the press is always after her," he says poking his thumb over his shoulder at Jennifer. "She's our press liaison...unofficial, but she's good at it." he says. "Team Tomorrow is here, we're going to be at the opening of the research center in Denver for a little while and then back to Geneva." he says.

'Oh good! More novas!' Gwen thinks excitedly. She's felt VERY out-numbered by regular humans since coming here!
"That's great! There aren't many novas here at this building right now, and it's been a little lonely. I miss Geneva because all the new novas seem to be sent there, but if what Bob said it true, all the new novas from New America will start being sent here. So...have they given you a thorough examination yet?" she grins, poking at his chest as if testing the muscle. "Do they know more about your powers now?"

"Oui, they do," Andre says folding his arms and rolling his eyes. "If I take one more examination, I fear I will have to take it personally and wonder if the doctors just want to see me nude." he says with a feigned expression. "It is so good to see you. One of the original Geneva crew." he says. "So I saw your fight in Vegas? Tell me all about it."

Gwen takes his arm and walks them over to one of the black leather sofas in the front area and then sits down.
"You SAW it?? Yikes! I hope my hair looked OK!" she teases, patting her hair. "Well, that boxer Garyon erupted during his match and got huge. I mean HUGE! You remember Pumpkin-- er, Damage? Huge like that! Maybe even huger! And definitely uglier! He was out of control! He pulled the ceiling down on Caestus-- Caestus is still out cold. Cerro got the ceiling off of him while the rest of us fought Garyon. Pumpkin looked like he was having the time of his life-- finally getting to beat on something his size!" she grins. "Then we realized the cuffs would never fit on Garyon, so I flew down to shock him unconscious, and something happened! A new power of some sort! It makes him shrink back down to human-size!" she explains animatedly.

Andre looks at Gwen and nods surprised. "Really? I have not heard of this power." he says rubbing his chin. "You make men smaller-- this could be a blessing or curse, ma chere," he says with a wink nudging her in the ribs.

Gwen laughs loudly. "Oh I'd already wondered about that, much to my teammates' dismay!! Unfortunately I haven't had another nova willing to let me try out the theory!" Gwen gives Andre a grin and raises her eyebrow. "What about you, hmm? You think being French can overpower my man-shrinking abilities?" she teases, bumping the side of her leg against the side of his.

Andre leans back laughing. "Oh ma chere I fear you'd be too much woman for me!" he says slapping her on the back. "Come, let us eat lunch together. I am starved." he says linking his arm with hers. "What's the food like here in the centre?"

Gwen's heart sinks. 'Shit...I think I'm finally remembering why I'm still a virgin. It wasn't actually by my choice. Everyone just wants to be my 'buddy.'' she thinks. 'Looks like I lost my one chance when I crushed that German guy's testicles back in Greece...' she sighs.
But on the outside Gwen keeps up the smiling facade. "Not as good as in Geneva! You can't order whatever you want here. You have a selection, but you have to choose something that's already been made-- no special orders." she explains. "What do you think of your other teammates? There are four of you, too?" she asks curiously, trying to keep her mood light. "Do you fight well together?"

"Oui, we are good together," Andre says as they walk towards the elevator. "Ah well we will make do," he says as they get into the elevator. "So meet any men here in New York? What is the nightlife like?"

Gwen laughs and rolls her eyes. "OH yeah...I've met some men! One of them was flirting just to get me to do a favor for him...another was drunk and wanted me to 'hold him between my powerful thighs'...something like that...oh yeah, it's been a banner-week!" she sighs, letting her disappointment show. "The night-life is OK, if you can deal with people constantly coming up to you...recognizing you...that kind of thing. Not really anonymous anymore now, are we? Not that you and I ever were, but it's definitely worse now!"

"Oui, it is a burden," Andre says with a wink. "The Swiss know how to make their women," Andre says with a laugh. The elevator opens and the two walk out towards a table. "I do miss the anonymity a little. It's getting so that I can't even walk to the store."

Gwen raises an eyebrow at the 'Swiss know how to make their women'-comment. Something tells her these woman aren't 6'2" and can bench-press 2 tons. Suddenly she has a moment of panic. What if her Playboy spread wasn't so much sexy as it was a novelty? Or a freak-show? Her face pales a little and she clutches her bag tightly to her side. She's going to call her agent later and make sure.
Gwen glances at Andre and nods a touch distractedly. "Yeah...that's why I spend most of my time here. And when I go out it's either to a destination where I'm meeting someone, or I take a member of StormWatch with me if it's just to explore. She pauses. "Have you been approached yet to sign on with advertising companies...or have a doll of you made-- that kind of thing? Any magazines want to take pictures of you?" she asks.

"Oh I have to beat them off with a stick." Andre says shaking his head. "We decided as a team to sign with Hasbro to make action figures of us. And I resigned my deal with Addidas." Andre says. "I need the money you know." he says. "You have any deals?"

Gwen nods. "We had a meeting with a lot of different companies, but I turned them down...I guess you could say I'm still bitter about Nike dropping me after I erupted, and the last thing I want is some drunk get getting his hands on my body in doll-form when I'm not there to pulverize them!" she laughs, still a little distractedly. "Gabriel and I were approached by Playboy and Playgirl, as well. Bob said that wouldn't be in the best interest of Aeon." she smiles, rolling her eyes.

Andre laughs as the waiter sets down the menus. "Coffee for me, lots of cream lots of sugar." "Playboy really?" he says whistling. "I'd imagine they offered a lot of money then? It would be quite the coup to get a nova in their magazine."

Gwen gives the waiter her order, and then leans in close to Andre after he leaves. "How good are you at keeping secrets?" she whispers, her eyes serious. Might as well get his reaction to what she did to gauge what the rest of the public is going to think.

Andre smiles and leans forward. "Very good, ma chere. I'll take it to my grave I swear," he says. "So tell me...what's this big secret?"

Gwen looks around, and then takes her Playboy agent's card out and flashes it at Andre. "I just got back from doing a shoot for them-- but not as Gwen or as Aura! I wore a mask and used a different nova-name so I wouldn't be violating my contract! Look next month for the issue featuring 'Rage!'" she smiles, watching his reaction intently. She unzips her pack and lets him peek in at her Rage costume.

Andre's eyes open wide and he whistles. "Ma chere, you had best hope Bob doesn't find out." he says with a chuckle. "But I'll be sure to pick up a few copies," he says with a wink. "I'll send them to a few friends," he laughs. "Gods, Gwen that's brave. I could never do it...were you nervous?"

Gwen beams a genuine smile, feeling very relieved at his reaction! She zips her bag back up and puts away the card.
"At first I was, but I don't know what it is about this city...having a penthouse apartment...it's given me daring I've never had before! And the people at Playboy are experts at making you feel at ease...making you feel sexy and knowing how to show you off to your best advantage! I've never felt more confident as I did when I left that building!" she whispers. Then she looks at Andre in surprise. "You would be too scared to do it? YOU? You ooze confidence!" she exclaims.

Ah," Andre shrugs. "I like to give personal shows only." he says with a wink. The waitress sets down their drinks in front of them and Andre takes a sip. "So are you planning to stay here after the six month tour of duty is done?"

Gwen chuckles at his joke, but gets the feeling it's more tongue-in-cheek than an actual flirt. She wishes she hadn't waited until her 20s to try to understand men. Suddenly that movie, "The 40-year Old Virgin" doesn't sound so funny to her at all!
"Well, my head's still spinning a little from the fast pace of all of this. One minute I'm working in San Diego and living in a little apartment, and then suddenly I'm a superhero with a penthouse apartment! I'm going to give the 6 months a go and then see how I feel. Play it by ear. What about you?"

Andre shrugs. "It's fun so far, and you can't beat the pay." he says. "I think I'll stay for now. In a few months I may change my mind...but I don't see it happening." he says. He sits back and drinks more of his coffee. "It is so good to see you, Gwen."

Gwen smiles at him, wondering if she should tell him exactly how good it was to see him again, too. Or is she going to be gently let down again? Stupid fucking Swiss girls! She'd love to punch one of them right now just on principle! For being petite and sweet-- or something!
"It's good to see you, too, Andre. I haven't met any other nova guys who I could identify with nearly as much! Damage may be big when he's orange, but deep down he's a nerd!" she laughs. Gwen picks up her glass of Gatorade and taps her fingers against it. "So now that you know why it's good to see you, why is it good to see me?" she raises an eyebrow challengingly.

"You were one of the first novas I ever met." Andre says. "And Geneva feels like home to me now so seeing you reminds me of the times we were all sitting in the cafeteria eating and talking." he says. "I like those memories, Gwen."

Gwen feels like screaming and stomping off. Love of god, what is WITH these men?? One after the other they offer themselves, and then one after the other they withdraw the offer when she acts interested! At this rate that drunk guy would have freaked out and backed off if she'd accepted his offer, too! Andre's a great guy, but it's clear the kind of girl he's after.
Still, she keeps the pleasant demeanor going. She'll take it out on that Muslim nova next week. If she can wait that long.
"You were the first nova I ever saw erupt," she nods. "It reminded me so much of what happened to me that I was excited to hear that you were being flown to Geneva so I could meet you. Yeah-- my best memories so far have been of sitting in the cafeteria with everyone around, too." she agrees. "Although shrinking Garyon was nice!" she winks.

Andre laughs and hits the table with his hand. "That was very funny, ma chere." he says. He looks around the cafeteria and then smiles back at her. "Hey how about later tonight you show me around the town. I've never been here before."

Gwen raises her eyebrows in surprise, and then nods. "Sure!" But she's making a bet with herself. She bets he's going to want to go to a club, or something, and then he's going to scope out the hot chicks and ask her opinion on who he should ask to dance. Or ask her to approach one of the girls and ask her if she thinks he's hot, or something. The usual stuff her guy-friends used to try to get her to do in junior high and high school. Lovely.
Well, she had no other plans for tonight. Might as well play flashback with her teenage-self. "Anything you wanted to see in particular, or did you just want to jump on a subway and see what happens?" she asks.

Andre nods pleased. "Oui, sounds wonderful, Gwen." he says with a grin. "Wear something sexy eh?" he says. "Hitting the city and just tear it up. Club after club. That's what Paris is like too." he says. "Ah I miss Paris. Do you miss your home?"

Gwen does a double-take and has to ask if he meant for HER to wear something sexy, and when he confirms that this is what he meant, she has a little spark of hope come back to her! Not COMPLETE hope-- if there's one thing Gwen is it's self-protective-- but hope enough that she gives Andre a genuine smile. She knows just the thing! She bought it when she was out shopping, for just such an occasion!
"Well...now that you mention it...I DO miss southern California. Everyone jogging or working out...everyone tanned and health-conscious...it's a LOT different than here or Geneva! I don't miss my lonely apartment...or my job at the Chargers Stadium...or my family-- except for Pete-- but I miss being in my home state." she says, musing. "I hope I'll get a chance to do something 'heroic' there to make everyone proud again...or something." she grins deviously.

Andre winks at her. "Be careful what you wish for," he says. "You just might get it. So you were a...guard for the players themselves?" he asks. "I have seen your brother Pete play. He is quite good at American football."

"Thanks!" Gwen smiles proudly. "I'll tell him you said that!" She thinks back to her job for the Chargers. "When it was a home-game I did a lot of things around the stadium, from guarding the locker room...the players...the walkways leading to the locker room...the actual inside of the stadium to keep fans from bothering the players...sometimes I worked the doors, keeping people without tickets from busting in. On away games I mostly guarded our locker room and the players...made sure none of the fans of the other team could get to the players...that kind of thing. And trust me...no one ever got past me! In fact, sometimes I'd stand there with my arms folded...doing the intimidating stare...just HOPING someone would get out of line!" she grins toothily.
"What about your family? How do they feel about you being a nova?" she asks curiously.

Andre shrugs, "Eh they are not too concerned. They are upset that my career is over, but they like the money I send home. It really is only my father and sister. My mother passed a few years ago. Cancer." he says. "What about your parents?"

Gwen looks concerned, thinking for a moment. "Cancer..." she murmurs. She looks at Andre. "Didn't Dave say something about novas' parents-- especially mothers-- developing cancer at some point in their lives?" she asks, forehead furrowed.
"I haven't spoken to my mother since I was 15...my dad, either. I wonder how Mom's doing...not that I should care, since SHE didn't care about me..." Gwen sighs. "My dad is the track and field coach at the local high school, so I decided to go to a different high school so no one would think I made it on the team just because my dad was the coach-- you know? My brothers all got crap at first because people were muttering that they go on the varsity football team as sophomores just because my dad was on the sports faculty. Then they saw my brothers play and that shut them up, but I would have been right on the same team my dad coaches, and I didn't want to go through that. Even if I did shut them up with my performance, too, I didn't want that weight hanging around my neck...the other teammates giving me the shifty-eye...my dad being extra tough on me in front of everyone...all that shit. Nope. I took my sport seriously and didn't want any of that drama getting in the way. Dad took my decision personally and kicked me out of the house at 15-- Mom never raised a hand to stop him or protested or told me she was sorry-- so I went to live with my brother Pete, and he's been my mom AND dad ever since." she says, staring at her Gatorade.

"Ah..." Andre says feeling a little guilty about asking. "I did not mean to bring up bad memories for you chere. We shall talk of different things, no?' he says with a wink. "So let us discuss..." he says looking up and taping his finger on his chin. "Ah I know. Do you think you can develop any more powers?"

Gwen looks up from her Gatorade with a small embarrassed smile. "Don't apologize. I'm glad I got that story over and done with!" she says. "New powers...well...after last week I guess anything's possible! It was the first nova I've ever attacked with my powers before...maybe each time I attack another nova I'll get a little surprise!" she grins. "What about you? You have any new powers to report?"

"Yes I've found that I've become quite good with my hands and my reaction time. I'm getting quicker and faster. My running speed is incredible!" Andre says smiling. "Although I hope to avoid any entanglements as you had just recently."

"Good with your hands?" Gwen asks coyly, shifting so she can cross one leg over the other and sling one arm over the back of her chair. She gives Andre an appraising look. "Why didn't you say so earlier?" she winks. "Seriously though, that's great! Can you catch bullets out of the air and duck projectiles? Things like that? I'm not remarkably fast at anything, although I'm training at it! I'll still probably never come close to you or Ethan at speed!" she thinks, remembering back to how Ethan flew so fast that they clouds make little swirl-shapes, and wishing that she could do that, too!

"No I don't think so," Andre says considering. He laughs. "Then again they haven't had me try have they?" he says. "I'm not sure I'd like them shooting bullets at me just to prove I can do it." he says. "So there are no men in poor Gwen's life?"

Gwen folds her arms, pretending to look offended. "Hey now! I told you about Drunk-guy and Manipulator-guy! Those are men, and they were in my life...for however brief!" she protests. Then she drops the act and sits back in her chair, shaking her head. "No men...but that could all change once my spread comes out!" she grins toothily. "What about you? Got a little Swiss Miss hidden away in your room back in Geneva?" she asks, trying to keep the contempt out of her voice.

Andre laughs. "No, no Swiss Miss. I have been quite lonely since everything happened eh?" he says. "No I have been concentrating on my powers and what I can do for so long I have forgotten what sex is like..." he says shaking his head exaggeratedly. "Woe is me, chere, I who have forgotten what it is like to lay with a woman."

Gwen feels a little thrill go up her spine that they're on this topic, and an even GREATER thrill that he hasn't had sex with anyone since erupting! That means NO Swiss Misses...EVER! Well...at least since he erupted! Maybe she won't go out and punch one just on principle now!
She laughs. "Oh poor Andre! It's only been, what a few months since you erupted? Soooo looooong..." she moans, hand to her head. "As for me? It's been so long that I don't remember what it's like at all! Oh wait! I meant to say that I've never actually laid with a man...woman, either." she adds with a wink.

Andre looks at her again and smiles. "A virgin then? Care to lose that particular attribute?" he says with a wink. "And we can skip a night on the town eh? Of course this would be a friends-only thing you know." he says. "I do not want a relationship yes?"

Gwen stares at Andre for a moment, stunned. How did he go from "too much woman for me" to "want me to take your virginity?" in the space of a half hour, she wonders!
'Wow...I should have mentioned I was a virgin right at the top of the conversation!' she thinks. 'Then I wouldn't be feeling this stupid regret-thing that he doesn't want a relationship!'
Her stunned-look slowly morphs into a big smile. "See? I TOLD you you were the psychic one! Now if only I were psychic! I could have met you at the door by saying, 'Hey Andre? I'm a virgin! Can you help me out with that?'" she laughs. "No relationship, huh? And we were just starting to bond so well!" she smiles. She tries to sound casual about it, but right now her mind is a little muddled.

"Ah I am sorry ma chere. I am still a wounded man, living in a world filled with confusion. The last thing I need to enter into right now is a relationship yes? Come then let us go to your room and take care of our little problem shall we? I can have them send up our dinner," he says with a sly smile. He leans forward. "Or is that too...forward?"

Gwen gets the shivers all over. These were the words she was dreaming she'd hear him say!! She leans forward, too, while reaching under the table and touching his leg a little tentatively.
"It was exactly what I was hoping to hear you say..." she says in a low, breathy voice. She smiles. "We're both wounded people living in confusion right now...not to mention you live half a world away. Still...what's not to say that when we DO get a day or two together that we can't make the most of it?" she suggests, hardly able to believe she's speaking these words to someone! She HAS gotten bold recently!

Andre smiles and nods to her knowingly. "This is a wonderful idea chere. I say we get started with this plan immediately," he says standing up and taking her hand. "Let us to your apartment. I am sure it is bigger than my temporary one." He starts walking with her towards the elevator. "So...how big is your apartment anyway?"

Gwen feels like skipping and whooping! She is inside, in any case! She can't believe this moment has come!
She gives his hand a little squeeze-- almost to make sure it's really there-- and gives him a big smile. "Oh...just wait until you see it! It's the kind of place where the moment you walk in you starting mapping out where you'd like to have sex!" she grins. "Which brings me to my only request! I know you're fast...let's say even the fastest nova in existence, for argument's sake. While I can admire and appreciate that, tonight let's see how long we can make it last!" she smiles, her cheeks a little pink. "I have years worth of fantasies, and you're in town for how long?" she raises an eyebrow.

"A day," Andre says with a wince. "We leave tomorrow at five pm to Denver. But we still have tonight." he says hopefully. "And I don't have to be to briefing until one so..." he says with a suggestion in his voice. "You?"

Gwen smiles. "I'm off until the end of the week. That's the perk of completing a mission here!" She looks at him with regret in her eyes, pushing the up-arrow on the elevator, and then taking him inside. After the doors close she pushes the button for the top floor and then speaks a password that will allow the elevator to go up into her penthouse.
"Well...we'll just have to get in as much as we can tonight, in that case! Hopefully our paths will cross in Geneva...I believe we're being sent to the Middle East next week, so I can put in a request to stop over one night in Geneva on the way! They'll need to refuel and we'll need to rest up...I'm sure it will be no problem to get them to agree!" she grins toothily.

"Then it is a date?" Andre says with a wink and laugh. "Ah Gwen this could be the start of a beautiful friendship with benefits." he says as the elevator opens. "Shall we?" he says motioning for her to go first.

Gwen laughs and nods. "That sounds perfect!" she says over her shoulder as she exits the elevator. And it does! They'll be good friends, AND they'll have sex! Now they're both happy.
She throws her bag into a corner and turns to face Andre, opening her arms wide in welcome.
"This is it! The penthouse of Utopia New York!" she says, gesturing around her. "And if you like this, wait until you see the bathroom! And the modifications I had done to the bed!" she winks.

Andre whistles as he sees the size of the apartment. He walks over to the window and looks down. "M'amie! You're the highest floor. How can you stand this?" he says walking away shaking his head. "I hate heights." he turns and looks about the apartment. "Could this place be a little bigger?"

Gwen laughs, folding her arms. "No, and I think my mind would blow if it was any bigger!" She walks over to join him. "I'm sorry you don't like heights...they gave me this room because I'm the flier in the bunch. I guess if I couldn't fly, either, I'd be terrified, but when you know you can't be killed by falling, it makes a big difference."
She looks at his face, her face suddenly serious, and reaches up tentatively to touch his hair...his cheek. This room has such power over her! The minute she steps into it she gets incredibly horny! She was going to show him the bathroom, but...she felt compelled to be near him all at once.

Andre turns to her with a smile and takes her in his arms. "You can show me the apartment...in a different way ma chere." he says. He leans down and kisses her. He holds her close to him and then releases the kiss. "There that was a real French kiss," he says with a wry smile.

Gwen closes her eyes and lets out a long breath. She's a little dizzy! It wasn't her first kiss, but it was so much better than what she HAS had that it FELT like her first kiss!
"Wow..." she whispers. "Waiter-- I think I'll take another, please?" she calls a little woozily, and then grabs him tightly and kisses him passionately, fumbling at his clothes.

"Coming right up," Andre says kissing her passionately. The two have passionate animal sex in each and every room that night. First on the floor, then on her dresser. They move to the kitchen table and lastly in the hot tub. The rest of the night they talk and sleep and one more fling in the morning and then he is gone after a shower and some lunch.

Gwen stands at her penthouse windows in her Aura costume, gazing down at the limo in front of the building. She watches as Andre and the other members of Team Tomorrow get into the limo, and then she watches it pull away-- the flashbulbs of the press cameras popping like fireworks.
She waits a minute, and then lets out a wild whoop of glee and leaps from the windows, arms outstretched, and soars off into the clouds.