"How did you get back here? The press is supposed to be on the other side of the building.. Okay I have time for ONE picture, but make it quick the meetings going to start soon!"
Courtney dealt with these types before, these conferences were never properly staffed to contain the press that follows her. Most leading physicists were decrepid old men, and her appearance paired with her stunning intellect usually meant these things got a little more attention than they were used too.
*FLASH*
Oh, that flash was weird.. was it, pink? She stopped in her tracks, dazed, but strangely at ease. She felt peculiar, kind of dizzy.. She used to be a photographer in her youth, before she went down the arduous path of particle physics: and she never remembered the flash of a camera being anything than a dazzling white. Not only that, but her dress felt weird too..
"What type of camera is that? Since when did the flashes come in different--"
*FLASH*
She felt thoroughly stunned, wobbling in her tighter shoes. What was she on her way to again? And why did she wear something so damn tight? Sure she liked to show off on occasion, but this was ridiculous, her boobs look HUGE! Most likely the club, based off her clinging dress, weird that she brought her work purse with her.. maybe this nice man with the camera was supposed to escort her, since this dumb building doesn't look like any club she's used to..
*FLASH*
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