File #2:

Rhinestone sat at her desk today feeling small and out of place. Was it her new red hair that made her feel odd or was it the fact that her job at the handbag company was becoming mildly boring and slightly stressful.

Last night she tossed and turned thinking about jillions of ladies totes traveling via sea from china...
Rhinestone is far too fragile for stress of this kind....she is much more suited to applying MAC lipstick and tap dancing in grocery store aisles.

She'd rather be dancing on a stage covered in feathers or pushing a pram through the park.

Perhaps she will do just that.

File #1:

Rhinestone awoke a bit muddled after deliberately drinking too much the evening before at a Mickey Avalon concert. She was in an absolute vodka haze or was the haze due to the late night snack attack that occured at Taco Bell on the corner of Broadway and God knows where.

A lady never admits her snacking sins...but who said Agent Rhinestone was a lady.

She was (after all) at her first Mickey Avalon Concert....