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Addie, Skye and Jesse walked into Zora's house.  The police were in her living room and in her backyard.  Will was glued to Zora's side and Zora looked like she was in shock.  A policeman was asking her questions, Addie walked over and stepped in front of Zora, "I'm her attorney, my client won't be asking anymore questions until I've had a chance to confer with her."  The cop looked at Addie, "Addison, for Christs sake, you're a labor negotiator"  Addie raised her eyebrow, "Yes and since I worked pro bono for the PBA, you know what kind of a bitch I really am, don't you?  Give us a minute."

Addie took Zora into another room, Skye looked at Will "What the heck happened?"  Will ran a hand through his hair, "I don't know, she called me panicked, I got here and she said there was a dead guy in her backyard.  We don't even know who it is"  The detective that was questioning Zora spoke up, "We do now, his name is Antonio Zamboni, ring a bell" 

Holy Shit, Skye said

BLOAP#62 EyeCandy

Skye watched as the paparazzi descended on Marjorie's prone form in Jesse's arms.  Jesse looked over at Skye and mouthed, "Help me."  Skye shook her head and pushed the paparazzi out of the way as Jesse picked Marjorie up and carried her back to her room.  Skye led them into the room and then stood against the door to lock it as the flashbulbs popped.

Marjorie opened her eyes and looked straight at Skye, "Dahlin, let that piece of Tijuana trash try to outdo that!  Now, who is this delectable piece of eye candy and where have you been hiding him?" Before Skye could say that the man, candy or no was not hers Marjorie was off and running.  Marjorie  stuck her hand out and grabbed Jesse's hand "Thank you so much for your assistance, you must come to my wedding.  It's going to be the event of the year, once a few kinks are ironed out."  Marjorie looked at Skye, "How are those kinks going precious?"

Skye thought if there were any more kinks in her life she could hire herself out as a human accordian.  She'd just have to ask her friend Michael Harris, musician extrodinaire for help.

BLOAP#61: Drive bye bye

Will looked out of the car window as he drove by the hospital and wondered what the heck was going on.  There was a huge crowd outside and what looked like dozens of photographers.  Will shook his head as he turned the corner and almost jumped out of the drivers seat.  His cell phone had fallen between his legs, Will picked up the phone "Get over here Will, I need your help" Zora shrieked.  Will  shook his head and turned his car around, "Next life, I'm an only child"

BLOAP:60: Hospital Hussy

Skye looked at Jesse "Don't tell me you're  into conspiracy theories?" she said as she pushed her way into the hospital.  "Why are you here anyway, were you once married to Marjorie?" she said laughing.  Jesse looked at her and smiled sheepishly, Skye stopped walking, "Oh my God were you, were  you married to her?  When, why don't we know that?"  Jesse laughed, as he watched Skye hyperventilate "I was here getting some shots, I'm flying to India next week."  Skye calmed down, "Oh, thank you Goddess.  India, wow, great don't tell Marjorie, she'll have you bring back some fabric or the Taj Majal."

Marjorie looked at herself in the four mirrors surrounding the bed.  She looked great, too great, that Gwennifer looked like she'd been rode hard and put away wet.  The photographers were eating her up.   It was ridiculous , that woman had the acting ability of driftwood and was as attractive as a sharpei but for some reason the camera loved her.  Marjorie cracked her door open and looked out, the paparazzi were camped out in front of that hussy's door.  Marjorie opened the door and walked out, the photographers started snapping her limping halting walk.  She spotted Skye and a very handsome man, perfect just perfect.

Marjorie walked toward Skye put her arms out to her and fainted in a dead heap on the floor.

BLOAP#59: Socialite Sidewalk Jungle

The attending doctor at General Hospital couldn't believe his misfortune.  How the hell did he get stuck on the shift that had both superstar Gwennifer Topez and super socialite Marjorie Post Bienvenue Armstrong Kilpatrick de la Hoya.  Both of them had fallen down  the stairs, unfortunately for Ms. Topez she had provided the buffer for Mrs. de la Hoya.  Gwennifer was under sedation with bruises and contusions to her face and back, a concussion and improbably a stiletto stab wound in the back.  Mrs. de la Hoya had sprained her wrist, had a nasty bruise on the side of her face but was relatively unscathed.

Too bad the doctor couldn't say that for the hospital staff, the paparazzi were making the front of the hospital look like a pie giveaway at a fat farm.  Each woman had handlers, entourage and lawyers crowding their respective rooms.  The police were interviewing witnesses in the waiting room because before she passed out Ms. Topez had pointed a cracked and bleeding fingernail at Mrs. de la Hoya and screamed "That banshee tried to kill me."  The doctor searched in his pocket for the antidepressants that he kept hidden away, he came up with a lint covered lifesaver and seven cents.

Skye walked through a phalanx of photographers and tried to ignore the flashing of a million bulbs.  She almost tripped and fell on her face but was caught at the last minute.  She looked up into the face of her purse stealing Lothario Jesse, "Careful" he said "That's how they got rid of Diana."

BLOAP#58: Secrets and Lies

Marjorie remembered the first time she met Zamboni, he was her drycleaner's tailor.  She realized he was something special when she noticed how much care he put into altering her hem.  Granted, she was in the skirt at the time and he was naked but pish tosh, he was still a designing natural.  She invested in him and helped him start his company with the express caveat that he keep his couture line a secret until she debuted it at one of her weddings.

The last thing Gwennifer Topez saw before she fell down  the stairs was Marjories grinning face.