They headed down to the modeling agency.

"Constance!" Veronica cheered upon entering the lobby of Wilhelmina Models. She opened her arms to hug a tall, forty-something woman, whose grace and aging beauty implied she was once a model in her prime.

"Darling!" her friend replied. The two women lightly kissed each other's cheeks. "How are you? I haven't seen you in weeks!"

"I've been busy with my store," Veronica smiled.

"You're still young and beautiful to come back to modeling!" Constance teased.

"I'm old for a model!" Veronica laughed. "Besides it's too much work to look pretty!"

"Unlike other agencies, you are never too old here at Wilhelmina!"

"Veronica, you never told us you modelled!" Marlissa gasped.

"Who is this?" Constance wondered, examining the statuesque redhead.

"This is my friend, Samantha, and her husband, Ryan," introduced Veronica. Marlissa gracefully extended her hand out to Constance to shake. "I told Sam that she should be a model and you could help her."

"I'm surprised you were never a model, my dear," Constance noted, examined the succubus' large breasts, long legs, and wide hips. She was not the typical skinny runway model but at Wilhelmina they represented female models of various body types from skinny to curvy to athletically fit.

"I'm a housewife," Marlissa smiled, showing off her engagement ring and wedding band.

"Such a loss of beauty to the fashion world," Constance muttered but then realized Ryan was standing there. "Sorry, dear, no offense to you but she would have become a supermodel if I had discovered her years ago!"

"None taken," Ryan chuckled.

"Please follow me to my office," the agent said, leading them past the glass doors of the lobby and down a hall to a large corner office. Before sitting down behind her glass desk, Constance gestured the women to sit down on the black leather sofa and Ryan on the armchair.

"I know that usually new models are in their teens but I hope you make an exception for Sam," Veronica begged her friend.

"For someone as perfect as Samantha there will definitely be exception. I'm willing to call the legal department right now to draft a contract," Constance smiled, tapping a button on her desk phone.

Marlissa looked over to her husband who gave her a smirk and a shrug. "Up to you, honey."

"I take that as a yes?" the agent asked.

"Yes," Marlissa nodded. Veronica cheered and gave her friend a hug.