Balloons festooned the walls, streamers hung from every conceivable place. Everything glittered. The lighting was just so, a gentle spotlight centred over the flower covered twin thrones.
Everything was perfect and going according to the divine Gaga plan. Revenge and a starring role would soon be hers for the taking.
As the final bar of Bad Romance faded, Berry on backing vocals, flounced into the waiting throne. On cue, twin confetti cannons fired, showering Berry and her latest bouffant haired beau in glitter and moments later Berry in buckets of blood.
Silence in the auditorium, then, “We’ll call you.”