Baby Doll… what kind of name was that? Her name was and will always be Victoria, though everyone tended to call her Vic when she wasn't locked up in an asylum, but she took it in stride, letting herself be called something so stupid.

She had found out the first day that Rocket's name was actually Riley and Sweet Pea was actually Sophie. The nicknames covered up their real names, to prevent them from being easily discovered. Blondie wasn't fond of her name either, she was vocal about it too, she liked her real name; Jessica.

Only Amber was able to use her real name, Blue had said it matched her too perfectly with her skin tone and the color of her hair, but he always had her introduced as Amby.

Another thing Baby Doll quickly picked up on was that although Blue was a bastard, always slapping around Gorski and whipping the girls into line, he never touched any of them. He always left them for his clients, but the look he gave Baby, made her terrified.

At only the age of sixteen, she a beautiful young woman, slender and short, bleach blonde hair with crystal blue eyes. In one word; stunning. She was also a virgin, and if she was being perfectly honest, she wasn't ready to give it up just yet.

It had already been stated that in five days the high roller would be coming for Baby, she was strong on the outside, being able to conjure a plan of escape and bring along her four friends, but on the inside she had turmoil brewing.

She shakily stood on stage, already having the map, next was the lighter from the mayor. All Amber had to do was get it and they'd be half way home.

Moving in a slow swaying motion, Baby began to twist and twirl, her body moving with the music, perfectly dipping and turning as the music rolled on. Her mind took her away, to the battlefield to get the dragon stones out of the baby lizards throat.

It was over far too soon, she knew by what her mind created that they had the lighter, but as she ran into the dressing room and saw the lighter, it confirmed her thoughts.

She had quickly taped the lighter under the last drawer on the vanity. "Cheers." Sweet Pea had said, followed by Blue's own "Cheers? What are we celebrating?" He paused, stepping forward, "Huh? Who should I be congratulating?"

The look on Baby's face was enough, though she tried to hide her shock at seeing him, she managed to make her brain work, trying to conjure up what to say.

"It was just Babydoll's first time on stage, you know how scary that can be." Sweet Pea seemed so calm and cool as the lie rolled off her lips, Blue's own mouth curling into a slight smile, "Yeah, the bond of the theater." He held up his glass of scotch.

"Hm? I mean, what else could it be?" He shrugged his shoulder, left hand in pocket as he moved forward, eyeing each of the girls in the room. "I mean, it's not like any of you have anything to hide, is it?"

"No, it's not like anyone was in my office, messing with my shit." He leaned over Sweet Pea as she sat on the edge of the vanity, from Baby's perspective she was guarding the drawer with the map and lighter.

"No, it's not like people are missing things," He took a step away from Sweet Pea, "You know, small little objects here and there." His face twisted into a scowl as he approached Amber, grabbing her hip as she looked away from him, his breathe running over her tan skin.

"No, no that would be outrageous. That would be crazy." His voice raised as he pulled away from an anxious Amber, her eyes down as he continued.

"Right? Because we have such an obvious explanation for this exuberance, it's the fraternity of performers." He stood in front of Blondie, glaring at her as he knocked something over on the top of the vanity, "It's the adrenaline from the curtain rising."

He paused briefly, setting a hand on the back of Blondies head. "You know maybe this is my fault, maybe I've just become too familiar with you girls."

As he yanked on Blondies hair, pulling her up slightly as she grabbed for his hand, "Maybe I need to make an example of someone. Re-establish the parameters of our relationship. What do you think?"

He asked all the girls, having Blondie's dark hair in his grasp. "Blondie, girls?" He then tosses her against the vanity, the sounds a soft thud as things tinker against the vanity top.

"And what about you?" He points at Baby, Amber stepping a bit way. "Huh?"

"You think you're special don't you?" His voice is barely above a whisper and she's certain no one can hear him but her. Her gaze is challenging, and it makes Blue throw his options back and forth, his head tilting as his arm traps her against a counter.

"I'd like to speak to you, Babydoll. In private." His mouth was beside her ear, his tone nearly a growl as he put space between them, offering her a hand.

Baby glanced around the room, first at Blondie and then to Sweet Pea, whom simply gave a slight, curt nod.

She shakily placed her fingers into his palm, his hand swallowing hers as he led her out of the dressing rooms. Unsure of what to do, Baby kept her gaze down, taking in slow, even breathes as they turned the corner and entered Blue's office.

He pushed her forward, his hand releasing hers as his fingers move to rest behind the small of her back, his shove a bit more demanding as she paused.

Slamming the door behind him, she whirled around, her eyes a bit wide as he closed the space between them yet again.