Just Robin Being Robin

HELLO (AGAIN) KITTY

It was bound to happen. Robin Kassner has returned to the offices of the Millionaire’s Club, pink and all.  You may remember her from our New York time: you know the, um, BBW who drank too much and gave a little tickle to a sugar-boy plumber under the table?  Well, this time she’s come to LA, equipped with her own rap song (yes, that’s right, RAP song) and a longing for a REAL man.

Patti, Rachel, and I do our recruiting session for Robin (and Rachel’s client, J-date billboard guy Bradley) and meet all sorts of nice young men –- including a stripper who let Patti rub his "slip'n'slide", a superman-wannabe lookalike and a pleasantly plump nice-guy named Joe.

At the mixer, Robin shows up fully made over (no pink, no blonde, no clown make-up) and ready to party.

Patti plays Cyrano and has me put a listening device in Robin’s ear so she can give the girl advice on the way.  That only lasts so long before she’s dancing with strippers, rapping her song and choosing… poorly.  Yup, the obvious best choice Joe gets trumped by Clark Kent.  At least Robin didn’t pick Magic Mike.

Sadly, Superman is really nothing more than Chickenman and stands Robin up.  I kick into high gear (wearing a snazzy DnR brands t-shirt I might add) and fix things before they become too disastrous and invite second fiddle Joe to save the day.  Faster than a speeding bullet he does, and the two have an incredible date thanks to the incredible Joe.

Of course, Robin, being Robin, can’t see a good thing when it's sitting in front of her and decides not to date poor Joe again.

Well, at least she’ll always have her song… “Come to me.. I’ll be your fan-ta-sy”

YIKES!