Everything was coming up roses for Susie.
She drew crowds wherever she played. People recognized her on the street. Her band became popular and changed her role to make her more and more prominent. With every role change, from backup guitarist to lead guitarist to front woman, she had a new sexy absurd costume to wear.
Then she maxed out her guitar skill and was promoted to Rock Star (that’s a promotion, eh) in short succession. There was much rejoicing.
Oh, yeah, the rejoicing.
We’ll close the curtains on the rest of that.
If she turned the charm on to a few more people, she would max out her Charisma skill, which would mean she met her lifetime ambition — to be the best, most charming guitarist possible.
So, why not throw a party, where she would have a whole lot of people to charm? That would take let her reach her goal with the ultimate style.
She threw a formal party at Simplicity Wedding Garden (a cute public lot download that I wanted to try out).
The family drove there in her chauffeured limousine, which befits a proper Rock Star.
Yes, that’s a pink limousine.
Lancelot arrived, resplendent in a white dinner jacket, with Malika on his arm.
Um, Malika’s dress kind of stole Susie’s look. Imitating bitch.
But the real problem was noxious green haze surrounding Malika. She showed up smelling like she’d rolled in a sewer and then forgotten to shower for days. From the look on her face, even she could stand the smell of her.
The party started going downhill as soon as she arrived. The guests just couldn’t get over the stink.
Trying desperately to salvage things, Susie got out the guitar and tried to serenade the crowd, but it didn’t help much.
(Note Susie’s formals match Malika’s down to the hair.)
People left quickly, before Susie had much chance to charm anyone. Susie was furious, but Lancelot was crushed. This was Malika, the love of his life. How could she do that?
Susie tried to console him, but he had a lot to think about. The bloom was off the rose just a little too soon.
Eventually, in the twilight, after everyone had left, Susie sat alone and tried to clear her head.
There was a silver lining. The fiasco was the doorway to some long-needed mother-son bonding. So Susie kept Lance company while he painted… and played with his old dollhouse.
The next day they did what he wanted and spent a while playing catch.
Career isn’t everything, after all.