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Dressed in a poofy rainbow skirt accented with a white tank top, rainbow eyelashes and socks up to her thighs (white vans on her feet), BB bounced out of her and Vinnie's shared Lyft (spurning Uber for their current mess of sexual harassment lawsuits) and nearly into a small crowd lingering at the periphery of the march. In truth, it was a far periphery, most streets closed off due to the festivities, and even then traffic and lingering pedestrians closing the area down more effectively than rush hour. Her fingers still wrapped around one edge of the vehicle's door frame, she waited for Vinnie to exit as well, already outlining a plan of how they were going to get through the crowd and toward the march.
"OK, so we're on Fountain, we need to get up past Sunset; think maybe just a straight shot? OR we could always go down and swing by the LGBT center on Schrader, what do you think? You think anyone else made it out here? Damn we should've, like, brought a bullhorn or something," she ended with, dancing lightly from foot to foot as a nearby boombox pounded out Lady Gaga's Born This Way.