if there was one thing she loved, it was good seafood.

and if there was one thing she knew about slateport, was that they had pretty damn good seafood. the sushi she had earlier that day? hit the spot. perfectly. honestly? she couldn't have any better. it was so good, in fact, that it was worthy enough to be grammed for the folks back at home. and for some of the fans overseas - something to help soothe their tastebuds and cravings for both food, and their favourite artist (obviously).

was she vain? very. she deserved it, though. she deserved all of it, because she may as well have sold off an arm and a leg to get where she was. and with the amount of responses, who was she to deny them any more?

so she turns her phone on, giving a wink to the camera and giggling to the soon to be hundreds of people tuning in. "hey everyone! hope you all had a great lunch!" the pinkette gives a wink to the lens, only to hush herself and pull her hat over her face a tad, and a finger to her lips. "whoops, don't wanna blow my cover~" another wink to the camera, in a playful manner of course.

what she didn't expect was for someone to approach her. he was a chipper guy. a.. big guy. lord, he was big. were not the fact that he spotted her in the first place, she could bet that he would have run her over with little to no problem. he opened the conversation like a fan would and, rather than brushing him off, she snickers and pokes at him closer. "shh, not so loud!" she whisper shouts, specifically for the cameras "what if someone blows our covers?~"

her words are followed by a giggle, while giving the lens a peace sign "we'll just have to pray that these guys don't leak it~"

Billi Marsh