After you and Elvis happily got married, he told you, that you had to start doing music and start being in movies again… that you couldn’t stay home all day while he was gone. You got a bit angry… you were happy without all the fame and attention being brought to you, because it was so stressful which before made you get on drugs and made you very stressed as well depressed, “No! No! No! I’m not going back!” You yelled at Elvis… you weren’t having it, and neither was Elvis, “Yes you are!” Now it was a couple months later, you were walking on a red carpet for some premier, which was for a movie you were in. You could hear all the press, and the fans calling your name, the flashing lights of the cameras… you in your lovely white silky dress, in your white high heels, with a cute little bow ribbon on each one, your white fur boa, your silky gloves to complete the dress, and don’t forget your beautiful soft brunette hair, that was put in a small beehive