<strong>Myriad, LA</strong><br/><div class="floatright">(http://newhaircolors.net/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/dbb72_jessica-alba-blonde-hair.jpg)</div>"I don't know about that." Val teased as she swapped with a blonde and made up version of herself, giving him a quick kiss. "Got to go take my turn, but as you see I'm still doing the tour." With a wink and a grin she headed back to the waiting make up artists.<br/><br/>"So, you were saying that you wanted to make up thing for missing me at the party." The new copy of her said as she walked with him. "I know your type. Blonde and Canadian if the papers are to believed." She said with a laugh and a wide smile as she put her arm around him. "So, aside from blonde Canadian girls,  classic movies, living the playboy lifestyle you defined, and generally enjoying life as it comes, what do you plan to do next?" She might tease, but she found him charming, and clearly he had something beyond money going for him. She knew a LOT of women had been with him, and he was still generally the same charming guy that he'd always been. She could see him getting her into bed, or the grotto or any of a number of places. Not just because she had been without for a few months, but because he was genuinely likeable and had that 'admirable' rascal attitude about him.<br/><br/>"So, after the photo-shoot, what is the plan. A discrete romantic movie and dinner with just the fourteen of us?" She teased. "I remember the fun you had showing that movie in your entertainment room at the party. It was fun." She said with a grin.<br/><br/>She wondered though, what the phone call Kevin made was all about. Of course one of her other forms was going into the police station in New York to discuss her apartment break in.<br/><br/><strong>Myriad, NYC, 17th Precinct</strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ajwz1FVsQSE/TS59z-X8xyI/AAAAAAAADWA/fUGVzQF8EKU/s1600/Max+Guevara.jpg)</div>Val walked in with Sam, her minder, to the precinct. She had been lucky to avoid the media, but she doubted that it would last.<br/>"I think this was a mistake, we should have brought the detectives to you." Sam said as she walked with her.<br/><br/>"That's not how it works. I have to come in and file the report." Val said with a sigh. "I wish you'd let me check the apartment." She waved a hand at him to cut him off. "I know.. you want to screen the area first, fair enough." She was hating it, the security part of her fame, already. It was fun having someone like Hef holding her, but keeping a bodyguard around was a bit annoying. Walking up to the front desk, she heard the name 'Myriad' being used already. Hell half her media stories referred to her as Myriad.<br/><br/>"Hi, I'm Valerie Dobson and I was told I needed to see a Detective Sisco to talk about the break in at my loft?" She said with a winning smile to the desk sergeant.<br/>