Hearing that, she pulled down her glasses and stood, walking over to the other girl, small black wings appearing at the small of her back. Not everyone could see them. Mako? Probably someone who could. The devil girl smirked, crossing her arms. "If you can say that, then no, you don't." She shook her head.

"If you can't handle the fame, leave. This isn't an easy job, and with your looks and your skill, you'll have to work twice as hard as the rest of us to get half as far."