"Sounds like a plan, I think that it would be cool to take a breath away from the excitement here. I mean its a sweet place to come to but things are a little fresh, and I think Myriad should be able to help us get things settled to start off with, then we can worry about the rest later." Kissing on Reon's cheek and cuddling close, Aimee leaned against her a moment, chuckling. "I figure Disney will be trying to get you to help out with making some movies of their own, but yeah I wouldn't mind trying my hand at it too." She smiled cheerfully, their ride taking them back to their hotel, and what would lay in store next.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>It took a couple of days of testing for the esteemed professors as well as eager students to figure out and admit that they had no real way of telling exactly how Reon created the fire she used. The blasts were like in the cartoon, Shego's flames were definitely destructive when let loose, but the method of their generation seemed an elusive thing and a puzzle that had the boys ripping their hair off their head. Aimee took some delight in teasing them about it from time to time, but they treated Reon respectfully during it at least. Other than 1 guy that asked her to take off her shirt, insisting he wanted to examine the rest of her physique as well. It ended with Aimee having a sore hand, a hair-line fracture in it, and the guy having a bleeding, broken nose as well as a very sore crotch.<br/><br/>Not that Reon would've needed defending but Aimee took it personally the guy had gotten creepy with Reon, and rushed in protectively the moment she realized what was going on. Nonetheless, as the tests were coming to an end, for now, there was a ringing on her cell as Myriad's number was on display. "Heya, I thought you might want to know, the Disney offer has risen by 20% and they've even agreed to let you have a say at who should play Kim Possible, your adversary, for the live-action movie. They're not giving you full power on it but I could lean on them a little. Hugh Hefner has made an offer to have you pose alongside your girlfriend, giving you both some publicity. Hustler has the same offer, but you'd have to show a lot more with them." There was a bit of obvious distaste on Myriad's tone. "We also got a hotel chain on the Caribean wanting to film a shoot of you enjoying their beaches and playing there, using it to advertise the place. That would put us working together, I agreed to be part of the job but they're aiming for several recognisable faces to make it more powerful, and jumped at the chance to have you." Myriad took a breath in between the talking while Aimee walked in, a pizza box in her hands.<br/><br/>"Food delivery, I hope you're hungry, I got it with what we settled on." She smirked, having argued about some ingredients before, but ultimately settled to the argument that sharing a pizza gave them both more than enough fat already, and gave them a good reason to work out the fat later. Whether by running or by sex, and she did like the latter option a fair deal.