<div align="center">(http://s23.postimg.org/n2r0ito7f/How_to_Highlight_Natural_Red_Hair.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Dr. Peridot Amelia Fane</strong></span><br/><br/>Attire: Click Me (http://s27.postimg.org/eomd3zavn/20140326092404500993510.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Dr. Peridot Fane was one of the most widely followed, however obscure celebrities of the day. She was known widely as a<em>real</em>psychic and had her own syndicated paranormal investigative television show that had quite an impressive following of people who were into<em>those</em>kinds of things. She had a doctorate in Paranormal Science as well as an additional doctorate degree in Paranormal Psychology. Her apparent psychic abilities had been documented throughout her childhood as her parents had been quite fond of video-taping the strange occurrences, but of course there were always naysayers who said that the parents were just using their daughter.<br/><br/>Nevertheless, her fanbase was ever loyal and many swore by her abilities as if they had seen everything she had ever done in person. She was a quirky sort of a soft, small feminine voice and hair colored every shade of the rainbow and in between. Today it was mix of pinks, corals, and red. It was said that she despised the press, yet she always seemed to make a splash with these types of physical appearances. Eric had sent Peridot her golden ticket. She was the most notable figure in the field and he knew if he wanted to dispel the rumors of paranormal activity on the house, it would be best to be bold and invite the renowned psychic.<br/><br/>Now, Eric didn't necessarily believe in Peridot's psychic abilities, but to have her stay and then say what he expected her to say, perhaps an emphatic<em>'This house is clean!'</em>was best appropriate. Once that was said, with her seal of approval, he knew he'd be able to open his exclusive resort and would ultimately make some serious money. For Eric, Peridot was a meal ticket, or at least she was the gatekeeper, guarding the road that lead to vast riches and an endless empire.<br/><br/>Peridot had been a late arrival, which had pissed Eric off because she had missed the photo shoot with the press. Yet, when she did arrive, she created a sizeable enough stir because Eric had not leaked that he was inviting the psychic investigator to this soiree. She was shorter than often anticipated, standing at merely 5'5" even with her heels adding an additional three inches. Her makeup was deliberately impeccable and her hair, although eccentrically colored was coifed and neat. She stood out and yet her presence was so minute that it had taken the press a moment to react. The doctor posed for photos only one time and refused the requests of the photographers to show off any aspect of her black, lacey dress. Nor did she smile.<br/><br/>Now, she walked up the steps that lead to the main entrance of the house. Cameras flashed as she took a step to enter the doors that had been opened for her but the step came up short and she paused. Her mouth parted a little bit and her gaze swept around the crowded inside of the mansion. Some members of the press called out inquiries, silly things like, "Do you sense something Doctor Fane?", but Peridot didn't respond as her eyes regarded the interior, the fingers of her right hand playing with a piece of black lace near her bossom. Finally and really just a few moments later, the pink haired doctor stepped inside and the doors shut behind her.