The museum has a special exhibit on this odd blue rock.
Cha-CHING!
"NYC. I'm a woman who enjoys the finer things." Felicia smugly says with a cocky grin.
"I'll keep it in mind. And don't even get me started on luck. It's a fickle thing."
"For the record, my hair isn't white or silver. It's platinum blonde."
"Mmm, absolutely not, cutie. You are MUCH easier on the eyes."
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"I do. Besides, I learned early on that the only one who would look out for me IS me."
"God, I'm so hot."
"Oh, you're much easier to talk to than the old and broken down one. Anyway, I'm about to pop on over to this museum in Manhattan. Care to join me?"
Her emerald eye winked at the archer.
Stay or go, Cat's going.
But maybe Katherine could follow to...keep an eye on her?
"Jaguar. Gotta keep an eye on her."
"Meow." She winked seductively and chuckled as she took off.
