<strong>Myriad, NYC</strong><br/><br/>Morning was still kind of weird, dealing with a new brownstone and two minders. She got up one at a time, and started about the routines of the morning as usual. She went down to make breakfast for her and the minders, while another form showered up and the other two set up the outfits for the day and cleaned up the rooms. Swapping off each as she watched the news of a variety of TVs set up throughout the brownstone.<br/><br/>She typed up an inquiry about the movie and the model shoot, to the senders with copies (as per procedure) to Marie and her staff. She considered the model shoot first, then maybe doing the movie if the folks who assessed it made it worth while. Normally it wouldn't be an issue, but as the first 'big outed' meta she had to worry over the religious side.<br/><br/><strong>Myriad, LA</strong><br/><br/>Morning, starting early though not New York Early, had Val arranging things with herself for the shoot. She wasn't sure if she'd need a few more copies, with the forms from Vegas and San Fran coming in but she was pacing nervously back and forth as she listened to the news and considered things. She didn't have to worry about the touch artist doing anything. She had eliminated all moles, scars and body hair over the last two weeks after discovering her shape-shifting talent. She was also working with Marie to 'tweak her image over time. Full pouty lips were just the start of things she had added. Going slow was the trick.<br/><br/>"So, will 10 be enough or will I be budding a few more in Hef's infamous grotto?" She asked as she mulled over what ten or more forms in a Playboy shoot.