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Julianne stopped in the living room, and looked around for Julianne's brother, who, to her slight disappointment, was not to be seen. Sexiness obviously ran in Rebecca's generation of family. She decided that he was probably tucking the kids in, and remained hopeful that she'd see him before she left. She wasn't going to do anything with him, anyways. Maybe. She waited for Rebecca to get everyone she wanted to tell together.

Julianne listened, and could hear Rebecca's nervousness. She smiled lightly; Rebecca was just so innocent. Julie waved for her to come closer, so she could try to calm her a bit, even if it was just by her presence.

Julianne nodded. "It's okay," she whispered, trying to not draw Rebecca's father's attention, "Just breathe, and tell them. Yeah, they'll be surprised, but between the two of us, we can handle it." Julie looked to make sure her dad was still looking at the television, then kissed Rebecca again, but this time on the lips. It wasn't sensual, like when she did it in the hotel, but more reassuring in its calmness. Julie really didn't think too much about it before she did it, but was a little surprised at herself afterwards.

Julianne looked at Rebecca's brother and whispered to her, "If I told you your brother is a hunk, would you be mad?" It was more to distract Rebecca from her nerves than anything else, but it also gave her an excuse to look at him, which was a bonus.

"Hm. Maybe I'll bring it up after this conversation," Julie said, still whispering, "Might take some of the heat away from you if he's trying to impress a lady." She stepped away from Rebecca and walked a little closer to him, saying "I hope we didn't wind them up too much for you."

"That's good," Julie said, flashing her own smile at him. He was even cuter when he smiled. This might be interesting. However, she had a job to do.

She turned to Rebecca and asked, "You ready?"

Julianne, not waiting to be invited into the conversation, instead stepped forward a little and said, "That's actually why I'm here. This gentleman is someone I've had the good fortune of knowing for quite a few years. When he's in town, he does prefer the Iceberg Lounge, mostly because it both caters to his wealth and protects his anonymity, and that's how he met Rebecca. As he told me, and I'm sure Rebecca will confirm this, at some point, he asked why she was working there, and rather than lie, she told him the truth. In his mind, it was comparable to slavery, so he made arrangements to meet with Mr. Cobblepot about it. Fast forward to last night, and he goes and pays the debt in full, just to free her, and you." She focused directly in her father, which she figured was going to be the toughest sell, and added, "Yes, he really does have that much money, and no, he didn't have some grand scheme. He just happens to have this crazy notion that slavery is wrong. I know, it sounds insane to anyone who doesn't know him, and probably doubly so to someone who's been screwed over as badly as you have. The thing is..." She moved to the couch and sat down, showing herself to be as relaxed as possible, and with as much conviction as she could muster in her voice, she continued. "He believes that people with money should be willing to use it for the good. He wants to make the world better. Just, instead of grandiose gestures of halfhearted generosity combined with wholehearted self-propaganda, he prefers wholehearted generosity, on such a small stage that his own image doesn't even factor in." She looked Rebecca's father directly in the eye and asked, "Is there anything else you need to know?"