Chapter 51: A Trillion Miles
“Now, before I begin my assessment on this girl, I wanna say that I’m not here to judge. But, oh who am I kidding, I’m judging!” Cindy Fourkay said as her audience exploded in laughter. “Now look… Wait hold on,” she took a quick pause to take a sip of her tea sitting on the coffee table in front of her. The diva’s face immediately scrunched into a million wrinkles upon her initial taste of the beverage. “Ugh! Which one of those harpy interns made this?” she complained with a snap of her neck over to her camera crew. “Ken, after the show, find out who made this tea and run them over with my Ferrari. Thank you,” an outraged Fourkay instructed her assistant watching from behind the center camera.