Normally, Alisa would have cowered at Brooke's words. She would have back-tracked, made some lame joke, or sought her approval. Instead, it was as though a light-bulb went off in her head. No, a spark that ignited a fire within her and brought her back to life. She now knew why she would do what Brooke said. Why she would re-invent herself over and over again. It was not to be somewhere that she did not belong. It was to get people to praise her and assure her she did.

With a smile on her lips, Alisa turned to Brooke, going back to the purse she originally looked at. She decided to humor Brooke for a bit.

"Oh no! What ever will I do?" She spoke in a mocking tone, her eyes never leaving the handbag. "What exactly would be my element, then? I would LOVE to hear you opinions! However can I change myself for the approval of the GREAT and POWERFUL Brooke?"