It was the typical day in the VVV Tower, with Vox being the proclaimed: 'whiny piss baby' he is, Valentino pestering Angel Dust, trying to convince him to come back to the VVV Tower, even though we ALL know that's not what Valentino plans to do. Anyway, enough of those irrelevant shenanigans, back to Velvette! <3

Velvette was completely in her fashion element, being her normal brutal and stylish self, critiquing her models who, in Velvette's opinion, had NO style at all! There were mismatched outfits, visible tears and breakages and WORST!? You could see the SEAMS! Tragic, right? No. Velvette groaned in frustration, yelling at her models as she deeply inspected their choice of outfits for Velvette's fashion show, she frowned, speaking in a bored and heavily British tone.

"What is this, wrist ruffles-? Is this 1750? BURN IT LIKE THE WITCHES WHO WORE IT!" she yelled, pushing the model away in a sassy tone, sashaying away as she rambled to her assistants about her model's bullshit.