"Rob Zombie is a fucking visionary!" Res objected. "His shit is poetry. He's a complete genius." Not to mention one of Res' personal heroes. "I would love to live inside his head for a day." Though she liked to think his headspace wouldn't be too different from her own. The smell was probably better inside her head, too. As she scanned the crowd from beneath the safety of her bandages, she saw Keane talking to Smiley Chick from yesterday and scowled. Yeah, I'm psycho alright.