a fellow constestant

Alyson slung her large purse down on the couch in the expansive staging area where a row of make-up tables with lighted mirrors. Contestants milled around, and one saw an envelope fall out of Alyson's purse. As Alyson plopped on the couch, she inadvertently kicked the envelope under the couch with her heel. She checked herself using he phone's camera, texted someone, grabbed her purse and got up. She headed to an empty make-up table and sat down and started to get an array of beauty items out of a duffle bag.

The fellow contestant, Hallie Poole, went over and got the envelope from under the couch. It had been opened, and the return address was a psychiatrist's office. She looked around and went to her make-up table and pulled a letter from the envelope.

Dear Miss Campbell, we have diagnosed you with Absolute Gullibility Syndrome (AGS). This is still a mysterious condition, and people who have it are at risk of manipulation by others. Please come to our office at your first convenience so we can go over safety protocols. This is very important.

It was signed by a Dr. Gwen McNeill and dated yesterday.

Hallie looked up ASG on her phone. "Wow, stupid bitch is probably going to put off going to her doctor's office until after the pageant. She's just that vain and stupid," she thought. She crumpled the letter and slipped it into a trash can. She glanced over and saw Alyson working on her hair. An evil grin crossed Hallie's face.