<strong>Hector Cobblepot, heading to his studio</strong><br/><br/>“Damn, damn, damn. What the hell was I thinking? Damn you Demetri that was not your place to come in. Now what will become of us? You just pissed off the most important figure in the three harlots. She’s gonna have our balls on a platter after that.” Hector mumbles, shaking his head with every step.<br/><br/>“Oh shut up Crackpot, she’s a whore. She needs to be put in her place from time to time. You saw how smug she was. Even Valerie hated her for it. She completely got what was coming to her.” Blake’s voice floated out of Hector’s mouth though his lips barely moved. “She’s probably still standing there shocked that a man would dare to talk to her like that.”<br/><br/>“That doesn’t matter! Even if she deserves it she doesn’t have to like it. I am sure even now she is howling in anger and running like a banshee to tell Mr. Chang. We’re screwed! I might as well just pack up now and leave this place.” Hector’s pitiful voice seemed to barely fill the hallway as he approached the lock of his studio.<br/><br/>“Oh calm yourself my dear Hector.” Blake’s soothing voice was suddenly present as he tried to distill the rising tension. “Mr. Chang is a reasonable person and I am sure that he will want both sides of the situation. It would not be good for business if he let his harlots dictate who he kicked out and who he let in. As they say, a harlot scorned is like the devil reborn.”<br/><br/>Hector paused, the key to his room in the lock but he didn’t turn it. Blake’s words did make sense to him though he was still quite terrified of what would happen now that he had openly and publicly scolded Roxanne. Shaking his head once more, he undid the lock, sliding the gate enough to let him move inside before he closed and locked it again. He didn’t bother with lights; rather he stumbled about in the darkness until he found the lounger that he used for his models. Falling upon it, he stared at the darkness above him, muttering though nothing really formed a coherent thought.<br/>