Beyonce

Beyonce entered the office first.

"Hello, Miss Knowles." I said.

"Oh, just Beyonce, please. Though I suppose, not for long."

"Indeed. I trust you know that if I give you a new life, no one will remember you. Not your family, friends, or fans. Are you okay with that?"

"Yes, I am. You see, the reason i want a new life is because I want to be done with the music industry, and being a mom is exhausting, so I want a new life."

"Say no more. Now, I allow clients to choose their new lives from three different options, so here are yours. Please know that you cannot change lives once you pick, so whatever one you choose now, your stuck with forever."

Beyonce nodded.

"Your choices are: Missy, my pet cat, Addison, my daughter, or Slavegirl my mindless ****. Choose."