Authors Notes:
Disclaimer: Celebrity appearances in this series are in no any way to be considered realistic. They are included for the entertainment of open-minded adults only. Their thoughts, words, and deeds are in no way indicative of the real celebrity. They exist here only to build a story around.
Over the next couple of weeks, things came together very well. The Orlando facility was ready to open. Las Vegas was nearly there as well. Half of the people had moved to Las Vegas and they were working feverishly getting it ready.
They were working all day and partying Las Vegas style at night. Lori was inundated with performers wanting representation. The talent scouts had found fantastic groups and acts that she was able to sign. Things were, on the Banner front, far exceeding Mark's wildest expectations.
One evening, Lori decided to take them out for an evening on the town. They certainly deserved a break. She took them to a show, and around midnight, they wound up in the casino at the Palms. Holly was busy in Orlando and Jim was heading up the Las Vegas finalization.
Ashley and Dave were walking through the pit area and they saw Linda at the blackjack table. They watched her for a few minutes and when she won, they congratulated her. She looked at them, smiled and went back to the game.
When she won again, Dave said, "Way to go Linda."
She gave them a look and turned back to the game. A few minutes later, she won again.
It was Ashley who congratulated her this time. "You're on a roll Linda, keep it up," she smiled.
"You've got me confused with someone else hon," the woman said and turned back to the table.
Ashley turned to Dave and pulled him aside, "Ohmigod, do you know who that is?"
Dave stood there with his jaw askew, "Holy fuck Ash, is that who I think it is?"
"Yes, I think so," Ashley said as she hit the speed dial on her phone. Lori answered and she told her to grab Linda and bring her to the blackjack area immediately.
They arrived in just a minute, Ashley took Linda's hand, and they stood just behind the woman at the table. When she won again, Ashley said, "Linda, this is simply amazing."
The woman turned around and said, "I told you, I'm not Linda." She looked at the woman standing next to Ashley and her heart almost stopped. "Ohmigod, this is unbelievable. Who are you?" Then she saw Lori standing next to her. A broad smile creased her lovely face. "I know who you are. Everyone knows you Lori."
She turned and cashed out her chips. She walked over to them and Lori did the introductions. Linda was speechless.
"What's the matter girlfriend, cat got your tongue?" Beyoncé giggled.
"I'm sorry; I've spent the last ten years telling everyone I'm not Beyoncé. I never thought I would be standing here talking to her," Linda blushed.
"Can we buy you a drink?" Lori asked her.
"You sure can, I want to get to know myself," she said as she walked arm in arm into the lounge with Linda.
They spent over an hour getting to know Beyoncé. They told her everything and she was simply enthralled with what was going on. They offered to show her the club and she definitely wanted to see it.
"I have to tell you, D'Orgasmic Lingerie and fashions are a big part of my wardrobe. I love their clothes. I just wish I could have them make the outfits I wear on stage," she said.
Lori held up one finger, hit speed dial and sat back. Gary answered the phone immediately. "Gary, grab Mark, Cherry, Holly, Shannon and the girls and get out here immediately. I don't want any argument either. Get your ass on that jet right now. Wait? Hold on one second." She turned to Beyoncé, "With your legs hon, how many pairs of boots do you have?"
"A girl can never have too many boots Lori."
"Call Ainsley and tell her you're picking her up too. I need you here first thing tomorrow. Love you, bye." She hung up and told Beyoncé that she now had their number one fashion designer on her way.
"You know, I've heard how you people from the Banner Agency get things done but this is wilder than anything I've ever seen before. No wonder so many people are talking about you. Who did you call?"
Ashley laughed, "She just called the head of D'Orgasmic, my boss and Mark Banner in Orlando. I don't know whether you read in the trades but D'Orgasmic recently bought Norris Boots of Dallas, Texas. Ainsley Norris heads the operation in Dallas. They are all on their way to meet you. They don't know it yet but boy, are they in for a surprise."
Jim found them in the lounge. He slid next to Beyoncé, grabbed her, and kissed her. "Linda, you look adorable tonight. Hell girl, you look good enough to eat," he grinned.
"Oh shit," Lori said as she put her head in her hands.
Jim looked at her, "What did I do wrong Lori?" he said as he looked at her and Linda who was sitting beside her. He looked at Linda and then back to Lori who had begun to stare at him.
"He's cute, hell, he's even adorable, but he's thick as two short planks," Ashley laughed.
"He is thick, that's for sure," Linda giggled.
"What? Wait," he said as his head snapped to the woman he had just kissed.
She met his gaze with glee in her eyes.
"Jim, I'd like to introduce you to my twin," Linda grinned. "Beyoncé, this is Jim, he's Holly's right arm so to speak."
"Ohmigod, I mean, Ohmigod, I am so sorry, I would never have been that rude, Oh damn, I'm sorry. It is a pleasure to meet you," he stammered.
She reached over and kissed him, "The pleasure, Jim, is all mine. By the way, thick is a good thing."
"It is too bad that everyone is in Orlando, they would simply freak," he said.
Beyoncé laughed, "Well, apparently, they are on their way. Lori is all business, isn't she?"
"Oh yes she is," Jim smiled. He couldn't believe that he was sitting in the lounge at the Palms with Beyoncé.
They spent a long time telling her everything. They spoke about the meeting they had with Loretta Lynn, and how gracious she was to them. Beyoncé loved the idea of finding young talent all over the country. She loved the fact that the new talent would have the Banner Agency representing them.
"I know many professional athletes that Mark represents. He has the best reputation in the business. I've met many of his clients and a lot of his friends too," she grinned.
There was a dead silence at the table. "It's okay folks, we're all adults here. Mark's parties are legendary in Las Vegas. The trick is getting an invitation to one of them."
She turned to Linda and laughed, "Girl, meeting you may just prove to be the most liberating thing that has ever happened to me. Now I can deny many things I never could before. I can always blame it on my evil twin."
