Reon sighed as she let Aimee break the hug.<br/><br/>"Fine. You dont like her either huh?" She pulled the card out of her dress and held it up as it vanished in a puff of green flame. "Done. Without you it isn't fun, and I was really pissed she brushed you off. And I would have just as much fun doing stage management classes as acting. So tell me what I have to do tpput a smile on my girls face. I can pay our bill on the way out, we can drive over to the greasy spoon on North Island you like nd hide in a booth and share a Ruben and an ice crem float, then walk along the beach, or slip the Maitra de another bill to get us a private table where the snob won't find us?"