Vara laughs. "Hell yeah I want people to spend money on me," she says back with a laughing smile. "I'm Vara Gallo. You've probably heard of me before. I'm a singer." She smirks and looks the girl up and down. She would look more like a stripper to her if she weren't so big around.

"Oh! Oh, yeah, okay, yeah. I think I've heard of you a few times," Vara says back with a smile. Of course she had heard of Mariko's cousin's wife, with the huge fake boobs and the naughty personality. Sounds exactly like the type of chick she wanted to hang out with. "Nice to finally meet the face behind the name."

"Baby, even if it was worded incorrectly, that's still one of the best things anybody has ever told me," Vara says back to Natalya with a laugh. "I guess you don't party much anymore, huh?" She glances down at Natalya's belly again. "When do you pop?"

"Awww... How fucking cute!" Vara squeals. She bends down until she's equal to Natalya's belly. "I could never have kids. True story. I don't think I'm vag would ever recover. It'd be a mess down there." She giggles and than stands back up, realizing the weirdness of a pregnant lady being in a store that is definitely not for pregnant women. "So... are you buying shit for your wife, or just reminiscing?" She asks, looking around the store.

"Well, you know..." Vara says back, looking a little confused. "It'd be all messy because you're... well, you're pushing another human being through your cooch..." She laughs. "That's got to fuck it up a little bit. Or at least make it out-of-order for a couple weeks..." She cringes at the idea of having children and then turns back to the dresses. "I need new dresses for tour. I've been wearing the same few for each show, and now they're starting to smell." She winks.

"You can't have sex for months?! Nope, there's the deal breaker. I'm not going to let some kids come inbetween me and my sex life..." Vara says, shaking her head. "Is that, like... just for women and men? Or do you think you could go back to doing your thing, like, immediately?" She asks, the idea of asking about Natalya's sex life being too personal never once crossing Vara's mind. "Vanity. It's Vanity's tour. I don't know who else is on it. I'm kind of trying to stick to myself now," She says as scans the racks for more dresses. "I just got done with this other tour where one of my tourmates assaulted me, and I'd rather not take that chance again. Tours just make people go crazy, that's what I think."

Vara gags as well. "Oh my god, I never want to hear the word "ripping" or any synonym for it in relation to vagina ever again," she says, laughing as her eyes start to water from gagging at the thought. She shakes her head, as if to shake the thought of it out, and makes a small "ugh" sound. "It's a big tour. Should be fun. I haven't gotten to see my boyfriend in months, though. He's been staying with Mariko, who I'm sure he's fucking by now, but it's whatever..." She stops for a moment, realizing what she just said actually is a fear that she's been having lately, and she just expressed it to an almost perfect stranger. She quickly tries to change the subject. "You know that girl Yasmine who had the one song that was on the air for, like, a week and then you never heard again? But she's all Muslim so everybody thinks she's fucking adorable? She attacked me." She holds out her arm for Natalya to see the small scars left by the glass. "She threw a book through my tour bus window and when all the glass shattered, some of it got into me. I have scars on my face as well, but a good foundation covers that up." She smirks. Just looking at the scars made her angry at Yasmine again, but she had to stop focusing on it. Her publicist told her that she was starting to come off as a bitter bitch because of her last interview. "What tour were you two on?" She asks.

Vara shakes her head. "Trent wouldn't cheat on me. At least I don't think he would. We... we have a weird relationship..." She sighs, getting ready to tell somebody she just met things that she's never told anybody else before. "When we met, he was a recovering junkie, and then he went on tour and started shooting up again, and now he's off it again, and sometimes I think that he's only with me because he feels like, since I was the one that helped him get off the stuff, he owes me by being my boyfriend." She pauses. "And then sometimes I think I'm only with him because I like feeling needed and he needs my help." She lets out a little laugh and looks at Natalya. "So how's that for very very sad?" She immitates Natalya's accent and then winks. "Yasmine is just a crazy bitch that everybody thinks is adorable and innocent for some reason... I didn't get a chance to beat her up. She was mad at me, threw the book through my window, and then locked herself in her bus like a scared little bitch. So I called the police, she spent a week in jail, and that was the end of it. It's just... ugh! She's a bitch that hides behind her burka." She shakes her head. "Aw, you're pretty, too, sweetie. Just not my type. I go for the 'not married, not pregnant' type of girls." She winks and then laughs loudly when Natalya makes the oral sex motion. "Naughty!" She squeals, and then shrugs. "Destinee&Adele... they're... the French girls, right?"

Vara smirks a little, appreciative of Natalya wanting to help, but a little closed off to any help anybody could offer her at this point. "I don't know how I would even broach the subject with him. 'Darling, you're not with me just because you feel like you owe me, are you?'" She laughs a little and sighs. "There's no way I can still come out of that conversations thinking well of myself. Any answer he gives me, I'll be... well, I'll be the weaker person. If he says he is only with me because he feels like he owes me, then I've been the idiot that's been dragged along like a stray puppy dog for the past eight months. But if he says that he does really love me and that I'm wrong, then I'll look like an insecure, egotistical bitch... which is exactly what I am, but he doesn't need to know that." She laughs a little, running her fingers through her hair. She laughs at the idea of Yasmine coming back for more. "Please, that little bitch has been hiding from me ever since. And good, because she knows that I'll beat the shit out of her if she shows her face. Hiding from me is probably the smartest thing she's ever done." Vara is shocked when Natalya thinks that she was serious about Natalya not being her type. "Oh! Oh, amoure, no! I was kidding, I was kidding! I know you weren't offering yourself to me or anything like that. Oh, you darling woman, no. I was completely kidding." She laughs a little. "I apologize. That was my fault." She grins at her. "Adele, huh? Well, in my experience with the French, almost all of them are stuck up and think they're too good for everyone, so my advice would be - if she didn't like Adele - don't go to France." She laughs more and rolls her eyes at the French. "Italians are far superior anyway."

Vara sighs. Natalya had cornered her into answering the question. "I... Hmm..." She sighs. "Mariko and I slept together while I was dating Trent," she admits softly. She wasn't ashamed, she just didn't want this perfect stranger to think that this was something that she did often. "If Mariko is so okay with helping me cheat on Trent, why wouldn't she be okay with helping Trent cheat on me?" She sighs. "That's another thing. Do I have a right to question Trent? I'm the cheater. I'm the bad person, and he doesn't even know..." She giggles at the rest of what Natalya says to her, but her brain is too focused on what she just admitted to to think of what to say back.