Lydia raised an eyebrow, leaning against a counter, running along the back wall. “Are you serious?” she quirked a brow. “You want ME to stay here, in your home?” She lifted herself up and took a seat on the counter. She gestured at a servant. “Diet pepsi, in a can. With a straw. Bendy straw.” she ordered. Turning back to Benjamin, she was confused and suspicious. “Benjamin, I think you’re asking for a real disaster here… not to mention I don’t understand your angle… What are YOU getting out of this?...”

Willow was hesitating. “I… I think it’s a neat idea! I couldn’t ever imagine living in a place like this! There’s a HOT tub and a theater and man, I… I don’t know. Steelia, please?”

“Stop begging.” She glanced at Willow, before looking up again. It might be a trap. But then… what would he get out of setting up this trap? He’s not going to be number one. You can’t just bounce to the number one slot. So he’s not trying to eliminate us. Copy our DNA? Use it to make some kind of… no that’s ridiculous. I’m thinking like a low level hero. “Unlike Dynabane and Titan, we’re not popular heroes and villains. In fact, everyone hates us.” she took the soda the servant had brought.

“This isn’t going to make you popular… it’s not going to get you more money. It won’t secure you immunity…” she took a drink of the soda, sipping from the straw. “More than that, I’m a terrible house guest. A real slob of a woman… I’m definitely not the housekeeping type. With that said… I’m a big girl and trap or no trap, I can handle myself. I’ll do it, if nothing else, to make you realize what a bad idea that is.”