"I think they know how good at PR she is. Or the fact she knows everyone who matters in the industry." Reon said as she leaned back a bit, still adjusting her seatbelt. It was weird to have to position it between her breasts. "There is a lot of stuff going on with this. They want me to work for them, or they wouldn't have hit so hard starting out. Thing is, they think own me as well as the IP and that I have no options. That idiot going around with Marvel could have made a lot more points in the media by playing the 'I'm a poor victim' bit. Instead he lost his temper and is wanted in 50 states now."<br/><br/>"I figure the lawyers will give the massive pile of paper for a contract, give us a week or two to figure out how they want to screw us. After that, it will be like any of mom's clients. Pruning the crap out of the contract till they get what they really want." She sighed as she saw the hotel and convention center come up. "Right now we need to get into the hotel room and go shopping for some civlian stuff. Think we can sneak by the school later to steal more body make up?"