Meanwhile - Clover

The door to the Studio cracked open as a blonde woman poked her head inside. Seeing that the occupant wasn’t around, she quickly stepped inside and softly closed the door behind her.

“Well now let’s see what you’re hiding Miss Grey. Maybe if we find you’re some sort of freak or villain, we can’t get this stupid thing over with. They wouldn’t marry us to a monster or crazed genius would they?” She muttered, glancing around. The computer would do for as a starting point.

Sadly there didn’t seem to be anything. No evil plans, no hypnotic suggestions, no typed out rant against the world; nothing but boring office lady who was good at art. Some of the more private folders were only images of her family, who looked like they had a loving relationship with her, and her cats. Way too many cat pictures. There were also some more..., lewd images on the computer, usually female but it was mostly commission work it seemed and some of the lewd ones could be argued as reference material. Clover sighed as she fell back into the chair. This wasn’t how things were supposed to be.

“Agh why, why did that stupid site think this is my match?!? Some boring frumpy wanna be librarian cat lady? I'm gonna wring the heck of whoever made that damn site.” The blonde rapidly stood up, kicking the chair.’this sent the rolling chair flying which knocked over a few of the paintings aisles and sending them clattering down.

With a gulp, Clover quickly moved to put the items back where they were. Forget Kendra, Sammy wouldn’t let her hear the end of it if this came to light. Nothing seemed damaged either but Clover wasn’t sure how they looked before. A few landscapes, a couple still lifes but these seemed a little sloppy.

"Seems wonder artist can't do paint well." Clover muttered as she picked up the last couple and looked them over.

These weren't painted but sketched out., lacking form and details but it looked like it would be some sort of big detailed picture compared to the paintings. Gender wasn’t clear at this point, at least not to her, but something drew her to these. Compared to the paintings, these seemed to have a sort of love or passion behind them with great care put into the lines. One looked like a human in motion, another was some sort of vehicle, and the last was clearly another person in some sort of pose from behind. Clover wondered just where Kendra got the idea for these. Sure they were just rough set up sketches but even Clover wondered how these would look when completed.

“Was well,’at least she’s got that going for her.” The spy commuted, though she did snap a photo of the trio of pictures. Wouldn’t e the first time they bumped into some weird art themed villain. Maybe get it analyzed ind the spy room. Maybe Sammy had calmed down. Maybe...

"Bleh, I'm putting too much thought into this aren't I?" Clover muttered as she started to make sure any sign of her being there was erased before leaving.