The ‘a’ Roxanne Ritchi answered quite a few questions in and of itself. Leaning back and taking a sip of her coffee she laughed, “For it to be on the record there would have to be a story in the first place,” considering the reaction of several her coworkers when she tried to bring up the strange doubles, she was beginning to fear even the tabloids would think she was bonkers for thinking it was strange, “and in my experience CEOs on multi-million dollar companies are rarely happy to see me,” she looked him over with a critical eye noting every small difference between him and the blue man she knew, “Surprise is often it’s own advantage.”
The kidnappee comment struck an interesting train of thought, “If you’re married to Wayne and founded Megamind, does that make your Roxanne the villain?” she mused, shaking her head and laughing at the thought of herself in Megamind’s cape, “No, this is just for my own sanity. I was beginning to think I’d gone insane or suffered amnesia. It’s not often that you find yourself watching a broadcast you don’t remember giving.”
So she was new. Good to know his instincts had been on point.
“Actually I never met a Roxanne or a Wayne before coming here,” Harrison confessed. “I gather that’s a bit of a rarity. Most of the other blue men met their Waynes in childhood and their Roxannes later in life. But I’d frankly never heard of either of you before coming here. So while I’m sure somewhere out there is an evil Roxanne, I don’t know of any personally.”
He reached for the donut bag and took out a small plastic container with five remaining donuts. Selecting a chocolate cake with sprinkles, he hands the container to her so she can choose. “If it helps, there’s only one other Roxanne Ritchi I know in town, and my husband is with her and her family now. So while I have a half dozen different copies and clones to keep track of, you just have the one,“ he replies nonchalantly.
Accepting the donuts, Roxanne took a cinnamon sugar one and put the bag back, “She works for my station, but I’ve never seen her accept on the broadcasts… There are really that many blue men in the city? My research hadn’t turned up nearly so many,” she frowned, having estimated about half that number, “So, you really are Megamind? Or a version of Megamind?” she had to cringe a bit at herself, “I can tell you’re not based on your walk and speech pattern, but you look remarkably similar. I was really hoping that wasn’t just unconscious racism.”
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