A Report to HQ-#4462

I almost thought I got the wrong location, until the door flung open and I heard the roaring crowd behind it, making me tremble.A stubby man rushed into the room, clearly terrified but like a person who had won the lottery.I guess he had gotten his 15 minutes with Blondie.

Suddenly remembering to stay in character, I buzzed lazily around the perimeter of the large dressing booth as I gave an ear to a conversation I knew millions would kill to hear a snippet of:

"Um..Miss Lana", the frail reporter stumbled over his words as he took out a pen and notepad from out of nowhere.He Definitely was not a love interest by any chance.
"Hurry up, I don't have all day" World sensation Lana snarkily replied.
"Okay, let us get started.Let us start with your most recent controversy.."He started, almost shaking, and I pondered why Lana Loveheart had taken this paparazzo out of the millions outside.
"Okay!" Her eye twitched at the word, something only a fly would notice.
"Um..the Internet is aware of your recent...scandal, habits I mean."
"Oh..be more specific."
He leaned in, his dumb glasses almost fell off his face as he whisper-shouted,"you know, feeling guilty about your sister's death."
Lana's jaw could have reached the floor.Mine too.
"No,no, we're not doing this, not now, not ever."
"But Miss L, your mum told us it was your song-"
"My mother is not in my life anymore, and I have made that extremely clear to the public!"She roared.
"We are aware, but after her passing, we thought you might just want to loosen up.."
She could have hit him, the way she looked at the empty wine glass on her dresser,"And you decide to tell this news, as fact to every news outlet in Canada?"She almost screamed, but composed herself.For now.
"No,no,no,not like that, Miss L,not at all"
"And you thought that my mother of all people would know that I had been-"

A knock on the door.A woman with her hair in a loose bun interrupted with the arrival of a chauffeur, almost killing me as she swatted her arms in the air.

Lana briskly stood up, tying her signature blond hair up as she put on her rouge velvet Gucci coat on.
"This mess you have made of my career is not over, you hear me?I come back from a year's hiatus and already-"She stopped and thought for a while.
"I need that article scrubbed off the Internet", she continued."It is either that, or I am suing for defamation of character.Say hi to mum for me".
He almost cried at the impossible task, as he knew his short career was over.
Without another word, the fly crusher and Blondie left, as she slammed the door shut behind him, the bewildered, horrified intern as he broke into tears.
But, no time for sympathy.Time to report my findings to HQ, for fly 4463 to take over.This would be a boost.