Recently robbed bank

Lauren straightened her hair and double checked her makeup, adding another layer. Nancy, one of the senior cameramen, was driving the news van.

Lauren could hear snorting of contempt coming from Nancy as she stared at the overconfident journalist, caking her face. "The reason you're behind the camera is that no amount of makeup can cover those wrinkles." Lauren thought. To her defense, Nancy doesn't look that bad for a sixty-five year old woman.

Arriving at Bank One, Lauren knew exactly why the place was easily robbed. The building was the size of a trailer. How appropriate seeing as how it fits with the rest of the hick town that she was in.

The bank staff were all semi-formal clothed farm cows and it was Lauren's job to round 'em up and question them all. Yee-haw.