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Simon Trent. The Grey Ghost, and one half of the Grey Ghost Beyond movie sensation. He went through something of a renaissance later in his career after a less than satisfactory few decades in the dark. But thanks to recovering his Grey Ghost serials and a healthy endorsement from super-fan Bruce Wayne himself, he's now one of Gotham's hottest movie stars.
"Eeeeeh!" Killer Frost squealed happily to herself, holding her box of the original Grey Ghost series. Special blue-ray remastered addition. Simon Trent was holding a signing event, plus a meet and greet at a bookstore to sell his new book From Grey Ghost to the Beyond. "I need to thank Orders I didn't think she'd give me time off for this!" she smiled.
Isabella yawned broadly, "No kidding…" she mumbled, as a fellow superfan of various other things she could relate to Killer Frost's… obsession? With the actor. "Probably has something to do with the fact that you grabbed her leg and wouldn't let go until she let you…"
"But I get to meet SIMON TRENT!" she declared with an excited hiss. "I used to have SUCH a crush on him!" she said gazing at the DVD box set with the Grey Ghost posing dramatically.
"Used to?" Isabella yawned again, before whispering knowingly. "Like you wouldn't crawl under that table right now and give him the best suck of his life?"
There were a dozen or so people ahead of them, and many were very polite and courteous, Simon Trent himself had dressed up in his classic costume apart from the hat and goggles. Smiling, shaking hands, talking with his fans like he knew every single one of them.
"Well… if he ASKED." Killer Frost purred, "…I wouldn't say no…"
"He is a BIG movie star now. I heard they'd rather drop the guy playing his son than kick Simon Trent out of the Grey Ghost Beyond series."
"I heard that was just a rumor." Said the tall strapping man behind them as they turned to look, he had a strong jaw and a handsome look… actually he seemed familiar… had they sucked his dick before? Unfortunately, that was just how most Superbabes recognized people. ESPECIALLY Veronica…
But again he was good looking, had a kind voice, and was wearing a VERY nice suit.
"Excuse me? Private conversation." Killer Frost began stiffly but Isabella just smiled and elbowed her.
"Shut up! He's cute!" she replied as the man chuckled good-naturedly.
"Sorry. I couldn't help but overhear…" he said politely, "There were rumors of Chris Baleson leaving the project after demanding more money but I heard the company funding the movies called his bluff."
Killer Frost frowned. "…Doesn't the Wayne Foundation own the rights to the Grey Ghost?"
"No. Simon Trent. Bruce Wayne just funds his projects." Said the handsome man politely, "…I heard he's a VERY big fan…"
"So did I!" Killer Frost replied excitedly, "I heard that Bruce Wayne was such a big fan he comes to every Simon Trent event just to have something signed!"
The handsome man smiled, "Well He IS friends with Simon Trent himself… so it's understandable…" he eyed her DVD box. "Getting the remastered edition signed?" he asked politely as she noted.
"Oh yeah! I got another set just like it! This one I'm going to shrink wrap and store as soon as he pens it!" she purred happily as Isabella sighed.
"She's a HUGE Simon Trent fan." She said as he chuckled.
"So I gathered." He replied as Killer Frost eyed what he held.
"Is that a toy car from the mad bomber?!" she replied eyeing it jealously. "I heard there are only five left after that copycat criminal blew up so many!" the handsome man eyed the toy in his hand and chuckled charmingly.
"Well, as a matter of fact-"
"NEXT!" declared the security guard as the girls turned around, realizing that they were next.
"Nice to meet you girls." Said Simon Trent charmingly, before eyeing Leslie thoughtfully. "…Ah…" he smiled, "I remember you. Nice to see you again 'Elsa'…" she giggled girlishly, "Ah… I mean Leslie." He added playfully as she giggled again, holding out her box excitedly. A beautiful woman with Icy white hair was hard to forget and she comes to his signings as often as possible.
She may have slipped to Mr. Trent once upon a time about her uh… current job without the 'special features' and the fact that her nickname there WAS 'Elsa'. She didn't really like anyone but Simon Trent calling her that however… Isabella, knowing this information just smiled.
"It's always nice to see you, Mr. Trent." She cooed excitedly, as Isabella rolled her eyes. Killer Frost was laying it on a BIT thick.
"I thought I asked you to call me Simon, Leslie." he said politely, as she squealed girlishly. Simon Trent would never admit it out loud but having such a young, beautiful super-fan was quite flattering. "It is always lovely to see… Bruce!" he said excitedly as the girls froze. "I didn't see you there!" he held out his hand at the handsome MR. WAYNE… as the girls quickly realized who he was, as he shook Simon Trent's hand like an old friend.
"Oh, you must have expected me Simon." He said politely with a chuckle, "Besides… with these lovely young ladies ahead of me it's understandable that you didn't notice." The two famous gentlemen chuckled good-naturedly as the girls just… stared.
Gotham's most eligible bachelor was standing RIGHT behind them and they didn't realize it until Simon Trent pointed it out. He must have some sort of superpower how does nobody recognize him in public!?
"Ha-Ha…" Simon chuckled, "How about you join me for lunch?" he asked as Bruce seemed to think about it.
"I think I can make time." Bruce replied, "Although Simon you shouldn't ignore your fans."
"Girls! So sorry!" Simon decried apologetically, sitting down and signing Killer Frost's box with a flourishing Grey Ghost and a 'with love Simon Trent.' "I do hope you weren't offended."
"…Nope…" Killer Frost cooed as Isabella smiled at Bruce Wayne.
"We're uh… we're good. Whoa!" Killer Frost dragged Isabella away as Bruce Wayne held out the model toy car, Simon Trent eyed it, and they laughed at some private joke as he signed it. They stood outside as Killer Frost stared at her signed DVD box set.
"That was BRUCE WAYNE!" Isabella declared, "BRUCE-richest man in Gotham and total Hottie-WAYNE! Orders would KILL for us to sink our teeth on him!"
Leslie just sighed, "Who cares?! Simon Trent knows my name!" she giggled, and practically skipped back to the car as Isabella just smiled.
"Whatever you say 'Elsa'… Another day Mr. Wayne." She declared, and followed Leslie… she was her ride after all.
End
Bruce WAYNE? What is he doing there- I thought it was funny. But has anyone else noticed how he is literally the most famous Gotham resident but walks around like he's Clark Kent?... maybe it's just me. But I feel people would be freaking out if Bruce Wayne was just standing in a line.