Jem and the Holograms Page #5

I:

Am

Cold

Blooded

Cold-blooded

Cold-blooded

I'm a cold-blooded woman

- Erica Raymond, Starlight Enterprises.

- Hi!

Bailey. From... my house.

It's such an honor to meet you.

Thank you.

- Would you like to come in?

- That's why we're here.

Let me see your armory

- That knife looks nice and sharp

- Girls! Downstairs!

Okay, I'll be right there. One second.

Miss Raymond, you can

make yourself at home.

- The girls will be down in a minute.

- Great.

- Can I get you something to drink?

- I would love a water.

A water. With ice? Without?

- Whatever. Ice. Yeah.

- Oh, okay.

- Zipper?

- Oh, he doesn't need anything.

Okay.

I hope you didn't hit too much traffic.

Oh, it was... it was fine.

Oh, my ice maker's broken.

That's okay. I don't need ice.

Jerrica, let's go!

How much stuff do you have? Hurry up!

Here you are.

So, Miss Raymond, I have to tell you

that profile in The

Times was so inspiring.

You know, as a working woman myself.

Thank you.

The writer I wasn't sure

about, but thank you.

Oh, I thought it was really nice.

Thank you!

- You must be...

- Aja.

- Shana.

- I'm Kimber.

Uh, Jerrica.

Jerrica Benton. Come over here.

Jerrica Benton

You are cute and quirky.

And no longer Jerrica.

- Uh, what do you mean?

- What do I mean? What do you mean what do I mean?

The whole world wants to

know who you are right now.

Which means so much free publicity.

This is exactly the artist that

Starlight has been looking for.

Equal parts talent and

mystery. Talent, mystery.

Which reminds me. Twitter,

Instagram, Tumblr, all of that,

until further notice, none of it.

- Thank God!

- Wait, what?

- She's so awesome.

- And the money.

You get paid! Who doesn't want money?

After the last show, you get a paycheck.

But that's not what this is about.

I want you all to think of this as

an opportunity to reinvent yourselves.

Escape. Forget all that dismal

mediocrity that you grew up in.

Maybe take this moment to decide

who... who do you want to be?

Who is that person?

What does she look like?

And reimagine yourself

the way you want to be.

With a little help, of course.

- Okay. Say "hey."

- What?

Smile! Come on!

Shut that thing off. Get in here.

- Teasing. I'm teasing.

- Get in the car.

- Bye, Aunt Bailey!

- Here we go!

- We love you!

- Bye!

Bye!

And so there we were,

headed towards the unknown.

Then again, in a way,

I was coming home.

Back to the place Kimber

and I were born...

Los Angeles.

It had just been a while.

Morning, Ms. Raymond.

Thank you.

- You ready for the big adventure?

- Yes.

Oh, good. Well, I took the liberty

of arranging for some new instruments.

- This is love at first sight.

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