Rebecca was incensed by the woman's words, "what do you mean you've never heard of me?!" Her eyes blazed with fire, "what kind of backwards dimension is this anyway?" she asked to herself in a hushed voice. She stood up straight and crossed her arms just below her breasts, looking at the receptionist indignantly. Her ego somewhat bruised, "fine, maybe you recognize my stage name, Witchfire?"<br/><br/>Another possibility occurred to her, one that she didn't really want to address. In her dimension she had changed her last name, she had always hated it, her real surname was Carstairs, it took effort on her part to keep from grimacing at the thought of that name; prior to her initial signing on with talent agents, and subsequent career that followed before the discovery of her powers she'd changed her name to Cairnstars. A name like Carstairs practically begged for jokes an ridicule. Maybe, if this dimension had a Witchfire, she had never changed her name?<br/><br/>She sighed idly watching the woman and counting the number of armed guards in the room. Her mouth curled into a smirk, thinking it would be so much less painful for the poor fools to let her pass. Especially if they were still this resistant when Kara arrived.