[B][U]Mona Lisa Smiles[/U][/B]

Cypress stepped out of the company limo and strutted past the few Pavarotzi camped outside as they shouted questions an requests at her. 

She walked into the studios as if she owned the place, a serene smile gracing her lips. She had to smile because she was about to break out into laughter at her own actions, never had she acted so haughty an self important in her life but her handlers insisted. 

"It is important that people believe you're the ultimate Meta Female out there" they'd told her. They said that people believed what they saw and if they saw her as a diva then they'd think of her as a diva.

"Well they sign the checks" she'd thought when they taught her how to walk and to carry herself. She did though draw the line when they tried to insist she take elocution an speech lessons, hell she already felt like such a phony.

Once she was lead to the studio where they would be doing her publicity shoot Cypress relaxed and wandered over to a catering table.

[B]"Yummy"[/B] she said as she began filling a plate with all the sweet goodies she could fit. A few people around her looked stunned at the volume and she just winked then grabbed a seat to stuff her mouth as if she were starving which she was. Cypress doubted any of these people knew that as a Meta she could burn huge amounts of calories and never show a hint of gain and she especially needed to eat after stressing her power over long periods.

A man dressed in a tight black tee an matching tight jeans walked in followed by a small flock of hanger ons. He was about 55 and in good shape with gray blue eyes that reminded Cypress of a falcon's and his expression was as stern as the judge on his bench.

He gazed around the room and when he saw Cypress his expression became like a child's who'd spied a large piece of cake and a cute puppy. 

"Come Bella, come natural, come semplice eppure indescrivibile" he said as he practically ran towards an swept her from her chair an hugged her the kissed her lightly as he exclaimed "Bella, bella, bella"

When he released her Cypress was blushing because even though she didn't speak Italian she knew Bella meant Beautiful.

"I am Carlo Vespuchi my Goddess and a pleasure it is to meet you" he said taking her hand an kissing it lightly

Soon Cypress was immersed deeply into the word of the Super model as they had her dress in all sort of fashion and when Carlo loved it he an two other photographers took pictures of her as they had he basically dance to music for them; Carlo said it would awaken her secret sexuality.

Cypress didn't know about secret sex but she was having fun goofing around in fashions she'd have never tried on her own. She felt silly through most of it but she loved being silly in serious situations because it helped her relax.

When the session was nearly over Carlo gave her an encouraging smile and asked her was there something she could do that no one else could. He'd made all this so fun that Cypress found herself thinking about his question for a moment.

As she thought she spied a black sequined dress that was cut so short as to be indecent and more fit for an Ice skater and that gave her an idea. 

Quickly changing with the help of the fitters Cypress astounded her audience as she began using the floor an walls of the Studio as an Ice skating rink. It took Carlo moment to react to her display but he had to yell at his assistant photogs to get them to pick up their cameras an capture the show.

Carlo marveled at her and flattered her so much that by the time she finished she was red cheeked and shy. He kissed her hands showering her with praise then kissed her lips exclaiming once more Bella, bella even as he begged her leave to work.

Cypress dressed back into her simple street clothes and headed out to the company limo which took her home so she could relax before having to go out that evening and tour the right clubs.