Oh, Cassie dear,

(Oh, excuse me...are the cameras rolling? Yes? Thanks, Scott.)

*puts arm around Cassie*

Don't worry, hon, you always have a special place in my heart. You are my girl, and when you are in trouble, I will always be there for you. *big hug*

*voice from behind* Okay, that's a wrap! Let's go get some good shots of Niambi from behind.

Okay, cameras are now off....Why in the heck do you ever think you could be my friend, you bleached blonde bimbo with the brain of a worm who actually thinks she can run her own business? Just because we are both alcoholics is not any reason to think that I actually like you. Yeah, you found your son, and he has made it big and can support you now, don't you know? I thought if I found your son, you would be out of my hair forever. *sigh* Don't cry, Cassie...you know it always gets me when you cry...and I can't cry because I can't move my face that much. I'm sorry...Hey, we'll have a girlie slumber party tonight, okay? We'll paint each other's toenails and do each other's hair and then see how it looks in all the different mirrors. Geez, why am I such a softie?

Be fearless, but be fearful of ME.