"So what you're saying is, you're looking for the perfect poster children for the Wild Card, and you're willing to pay us and put us up if we agree to smile pretty and play nice and remind people that we aren't the villains in this story," Maxxie summed it up.
"Some of us aren't necessarily the best reminders of that already," she pointed out. After all, her transgressions, unintended as they were, were also public knowledge. Possibly too public, she thought, for this. If redemption were up for grabs for smiling pretty, she'd have had it years ago. She perfected that look when she was six.