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Moment of Awesome - Felicia Hardy/Black Cat: Halloween at Harry's Hideaway. Felicia, dressed as Marilyn Munroe, has Opinions on what happened to a certain dress. "So you aren't going to sing me happy birthday this year? I'm crushed. Crush-" He said as a badly dressed Shrek pumped into him. "Sorry man. Cool costume. Who are you?" "Dean Martin." "Oh, I love 'Only Murders In The Building'!" He said before stumbling off. Felicia's lips pursed, trying very hard to look serious as she nodded. Across the room, Shrek also had shots he didn't order suddenly delivered to him, as was the will of Felicia's merciless nature and the universe. "Mmm. I mean. Do you want to have to hear my rant about Kim Kardashian destroying that dress again? Because that will be involved." "Hmm? I missed that." Kevin said, taking a sip. "What happened?" "MET gala last year, a celebrity decided she needed to wear Marilyn's Happy Birthday dress. It is currently owned by a private collector, who approved it, despite the fact that it's a piece of history, custom made for a very specific woman, height, size, colouring, situation..." Felicia started, fingernails angrily tapping on the table as she ranted. "The dress was damaged - there's some debate about whether or not it was her but come on - and for what? The dress was made for Marilyn! They hand dyed the fabric so it would exactly match her skin tone, the whole point of the dress was for her to look basically naked except coated in diamonds. "Kim has all the money, she could have recreated the gown but in her size and with the right colouring. It could have been historical but no, wearing an original piece of fucking art for clout was more important." Kevin was silent for a long moment. "So, Nora inside is twitching hard right now. I somehow missed that. And- why? I mean, fuck them, but why?" Felicia shrugged, taking another angry chomp out of her flat, ripping the two bones apart. "I almost stole it back afterwards but I'd have to hire a different team for conserving it properly, mine doesn't have the experience. Also, girl date this month? Send me your calendar, I need a new pair of leather leggings and I trust her opinion on my ass more somehow." "Fair. I mean, I do test anything I send you with your ass." Kevin gave her a grin, almost boyish in nature. "It's a pretty good ass, you know." "Love. You say the sweetest things," Felicia demured, throwing a small clean carcass aside with a sharp smile.