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[andagoldstar]

[ This is Rachel Berry you guys. And she looks very professional. Well, as professional as you can seem in an owl sweater, a school girl skirt and knee socks. ]

Hello Anatole! To those of you who don't know me yet, my name is Rachel Berry and I have a few issues I'd like to point out!

As the city's [ self proclaimed ] musical icon, I couldn't help

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[stakesthings]

My experience with singing and dancing is pretty much limited to 16+ club dancing and black magic wielding demons, so the chances of me helping with that are pretty close to no.

But entertainment-wise... I'm guessing my world's is pretty much your world's. Mindnumbing boobtube and all.

[andagoldstar]

Dancing and demons?

[stakesthings]

Yeah, there was this... thing with... his name was Sweet. Or Suite? You know, I never did get his card.

[andagoldstar]

Oh --

Well, do you like music?

[stakesthings]

I'm good with music. It's good for pep purposes.

Besides, I have a past full of ill-considered cheerleading which means lots of rhythmic chant-singing, and more renditions of the star-spangled banner than... there should be. Ever.

[andagoldstar]

Cheerleading? [ she tries not to seem discouraged, but cheerleaders always did torture her. ]

You were a demon killing cheerleader?

[stakesthings]

Well... a little. Not really. Well, okay, for a while. The cheerleading thing is kind of... part of my checked past. The L.A. years.

It kind of joined the list of things I didn't do anymore when I moved to Sunnydale. Along with... have popular friends, and possess a social life.

Not that I'm complaining! My friends were way cooler than the cool ones. If you know what I mean.

[andagoldstar]

-- I know what it's like. I'm not really popular at all where I come from, and neither are most of my friends but I wouldn't trade them for all the popularity the cheerleaders get.

[stakesthings]

Yeah... popularity is one of those things. You know, the overrated ones.

[andagoldstar]

I guess so. It'll be nice to start a day without a slushie facial. O - Or three but.

[ determined little huff. ]

They will all be sorry once I reach stardom and they'll continue to work at Breadstix.

[stakesthings]

You know what's good for stopping that kind of thing?

Smashing the jerks' head against a locker.

[.....]

That's probably not an option for the non-slayer high school population.

Not really sure they'll be sorry, but you know what? It doesn't matter. Because when you're on Broadway or... making records and doing concerts? Maybe they'll still be all gross and bitchy at you, but it'll be from behind the Breadstix counter for sure.

And they'll be old.

And fat.

From, you know, eating all that bread.

They sell bread, right?

[andagoldstar]

Bread-sticks --- well I think they focus on Italian cooking but the reputation of the place is for serving unlimited bread-sticks.

--- Thank you. For telling me that.

[stakesthings]

It's not something I'm telling you. It's something I know.

You're really gifted. And if there's anything I know about, it's using gifts.

[andagoldstar]

[ Oh Buffy, she looks so touched. ]

That's -- the nicest thing anyone told me since I got here.

[stakesthings]

It's true. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

[andagoldstar]

[ Raises chin! ]

You're right. To let them bully me will be useless to promoting my talent.