Velvette, are you doing what I think your doing?
Velvette: Gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss, love. It's less explainin' for me, and less confusion or stubborness for him. Less of a problem all around. There are worse things to wake up to than a penthouse, wealth, and a wife.
If convincin' him I'm the type of gal he'd settle down with is what it takes to keep the peace and keep a less-than-resistant soul around- well, darlin', who am I to complain? If there's one perk to bein' related to the Radio Demon, and the Broadway reject, it's that puttin' on a good show runs in the family.
'Sides, if he ever figures out the truth, what better has he got goin' for him over at the Tacky Motel, anyways?