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Background story: Part 4: Fashion Victim (To be Continued)
 
Back at Mimi's for the final time Char and Peter greeted her and went to do their own thing. Char was tired so she went to bed. Peter went to paint on the easel to kill time. As he was painting a wedding scene Mimi began to get on his nerves. So he quit painting after awhile and went to bed, hoping she'd leave him alone. Along the way he snapped, "I'm a married man. Just leave me be." Mimi stood there, stunned. Peter was even muttering things as he crawled in bed. The next day when they arrived home from work and were promoted Char kept Mimi away from her husband as he was at the easel, working on another painting. Just to keep her distracted Char decided to build a miniature club out back of Mimi's house. "Go outback." Char said to her once it was built. She shrugged and walked away. "And don't come back." Char muttered sneakily. Peter had walked into the kitchen at the same time his wife said it. "You sent her out?" He asked low. She nodded and Peter hugged her. "There's a mini home in there for her." Char said low as he let go. Peter laughed low and said, "What a relief. She won't stop flirting with me." "I know. She tried to get information about you from me. I kept my lips sealed." She said low, wrapping her arms around him. In their huggig position they chatted, glad tomorrow's their last day there. "Hey,-" Peter began low. "She might be a friend but I ain't going any farther. She wants a man she can have-" He paused, thinking. "She can RosRod, then." He said low. His wife eyed him, not knowing who Rod is. "Whoever that is yeah then." She said, embracing her husband. He smircked and then laughed, the two laughing. The next day they were out of there after getting promoted. "Take the stove you had." Char called once it was placed. Mimi was in shock; she had everything she had back.
 
At Studio 8 the Grand Opening had to be planned. "This'll be my last time here. So I wanted to wait." Char told Charity. "You could have told us." She said; not angry for an odd reason. "It's always best to wait until the best time." She explained, deciding the easel. "And when was that planned?" Charity asked, arms crossed. "Long time ago." Char replied slowly, walking away. Charity sounded annoyed at that. But once the Grand Opening started two days later the artists were at ease. "The guests are amazed." Peter said low to Artie. He nodded in agreement. "Yeah but music was needed, too, though." Char explained as the guests were having fun while examining the art works. "There appears to be time and effort put into this." said one of the serious guests. "Oh please. The main thing needed was just music and much better wallpaper and flooring." She snickered. "Or a completer renovation." He said, walking away. Char laughed once, then walking into the main room. It was loud with other people laughing, TV's on, and music playing. Everyone was enjoying themselves there, for once. And when the cops came to calm it down Char and Peter left, getting away from the crowd.