Decision Time

After reading her Husband's notebook, Jessica sits down in the office chair and continues staring blankly at the notebook in her hands.

Not letting her sit in shocked silence, GG speaks up. "Wow, I honestly wasn't expecting this... So, what now?"

"I, I don't know." Jessica is too stunned to really think about what to do. She can barely believe it. Her mind is overwhelmed with thoughts of when and how. Henry was a lawyer, he worked for a law firm. Was the law firm involved? Had Henry quite, been fired, and found other work? How long had this been going on?!

Jessica is only brought of her thoughts when she hears GG suggest, "Well, I mean we could always turn him in."

Jessica responds to her alter ego. "And tell the cops what?! That my husband, is working with the Super Villian Power Fist?!" Jessica couldn't help but start crying at this, the stress finally getting to her. "Besides, we don't have any real proof." Just a few pieces of paper.

"Hay, listen to me. It's going to be ok. You're going to be fine." GG says, her voice gentle. "But we cannot ignore this. You can't ignore this. If not for yourself then for the kids."

Taking a few deep breaths, Jessica tries to calm down as she wipes the tears from her eyes. "So, what are you suggesting GG?"

"_Look, we have the notebook. So, _we know where Henry should be. Right? So, all we have to do is head over to The Pink Paradise and figure out the details."

After taking a few more breaths, Jessica responds, "And do what? You expect me to just walk in there and say, 'hi honey' I searched your desk and found your hidden notebook?!"

"You? No. But Henry doesn't know about me. Now does he?" GG gives Jessica a moment to consider what she is saying before she continues. "Look, I'll call up Mercury. We'll head over there together and check the place out. Sound like a plan?"

Jessica sighs as she reluctantly agrees. "Yes, I guess so."

"Great! Then we are in agreement." GG says cheerfully. "Now, let's pick out something to wear. I have a few outfits I have been dying to try on."

A few minutes later, GG was standing in front of the bathroom mirror examining herself. Jessica doesn't like the outfit, thinking "You look like a slut GG."

"No, I look like a stripper."

A stripper was a pretty accurate description. GG was wearing a white two-piece bikini, useless wrist cuffs, a collar and bowtie, and bunny ears. "Now, where is that burner phone? I need to call Mercury."