“Hey now, you tried to trick me first,” Genesis said. “If anything, I should be mad at you.”
“I didn’t try to trick you,” Angela said. “It just sort of… happened. I’m really sorry.”
“It’s fine,” Genesis said. “You can make it up to me later. I’ve got a long list of celebrity crushes you can try on for size.”
“Wouldn’t that be a little like cheating?” Angela asked.
“Nah, I’d file it under ‘roleplay’,” Genesis replied. “Like that time you dressed up as—”
“One more word and I spend the next three days wearing your mother’s face,” Angela said, and her skin began to shimmer.
“Okay, okay, shutting up now,” Genesis said, laughing. “Truce?”
Angela returned to normal.
“Truce,” she said. “So, want to get out of here?”
“Absolutely,” Genesis said. “Hop in.”
Angela turned to Jackie and Greta and said, “So, um, if you ever need help with something like this again….”
“Call someone else, right?” Jackie said.
“That’s… not what I was going to say,” Angela replied.
“I’ll be in touch, then,” she said.
Angela concealed a smile and climbed into the car.
“Toodles, ladies,” Genesis said, pulling out onto the street.
Angela waved over her shoulder. Greta waved back. Jackie just nodded. As the warehouse shrank into the distance, a silence crept over the car.
“Is everything okay?” Angela asked. “You weren’t actually mad, were you?”
“No, not at all,” Genesis said. “I was just thinking about how much you’ve changed since we first met. I mean, you’re still a total pushover, but you’re not so afraid of new things anymore. The Angela from seven months ago never would’ve agreed to appear in a music video, let alone be willing to do it again.”
“I guess I just feel like this is what I was meant to do,” Angela said. “Not, like, the music video specifically. Just… helping people out, in whatever way I can.”