~*~

"..and that was, 'It Isn't Easy Being Green' for our favorite gnome-earned Magwai Master at the Temple!"

"What do we have in headlines this Finally Friday morning, Maegauri-sama?"

"Well, Stealth Ho..so glad you asked!"

*sound of screeching brakes*

~'Runaway, ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-runaway!'~

"Yep. She did it again. Flew the coop, fled the scene, bolted from the gate, yes, our Diva is once again...."

~'Gone, gone, gone, she been gone, so long...'~

"What.." Dramatic pause. "Are we gonna do!"

"Taken care of, oh Stealth Ho, mi compadra."

*sounds of sirens*

"That's right, WHSU has put a bounty on the Diva's return. So..."

"All you bounty hunters out there, from the Outer Rim to the Core Worlds? Listen up! We got a BIG sponser backing us on this! BIG!"

*a sinister chuckle*

"You bring her back, in one piece, healthy and whole, NO DISINTEGRATIONS!!!"

"Yeah. We want our Diva back..."

~'Alive and kicking...staying til your love is alive and kicking..'~

"Bring her back. Make sure it's actually OUR Diva, no substitutions, low fat or fat-free, pitch hitters or clones allowed, and we will have our sponser pay you..."

~'Money!'~ *sound of a cash register*

"For further inquiries, email us at WHSU@hestiastateu.com Don't call us..."

~'Well call you....'~

"And now a song for our harassed Mediator."

~'They made up their minds and they started packing.  They left before the sun came up that day. An exit to eternal summer slacking. But where were they going without ever knowing the way?'~

Sere and Julia pulled their headsets off and shook their heads. "Think we'll get response?"

Julia gave a fiendish grin. "Bail Organa promised that he would make sure WHSU was playing on Alderaan...and that's where she went."

"She's gonna kill us," Sere concluded.

"Why?" Julia, a.k.a. Stealth Ho, sat back and twirled around in her chair once. "It's not as fun when Emmy's gone, so we're getting her back."

The Meagauri-sama sighed and shook her head, visions of pissed-off Divas stomping through her head. "Oh well..." She grinned. "Isn't it almost time for the General to show up for his poetry reading?"

"Got a song all qued up and ready for him..."

"Think he'll flip out over Emmy?"

"After HOW many times of her doing this?" Julia shrugged. "You never know. She'll be back. Always comes back as long as he's here."

The door opened and a black-clad figure strolled in, dropping a kiss on each grrl's cheek before sitting in the chair between them. "Good morning, grrls," General Kenobi purred. He looked a little tired -- probably up all night debating what to do over Emmy -- but otherwise as good as ever. "The picnic is today isn't it?"

Both Hos nodded. Happy at the idea, but sad Emmy wouldn't be there to share it with them.

"Good. I have a selection just right for today then..."