News. Ha, that was a laugh. The one thing KLAV didn't have for Stacey was action. It was, without a doubt, the most boring weather market in the nation. It was the kind of a market where meteorologists either warmed and rose, or cooled and crashed into the anonymous lower markets. The weather never changed here. So it was that successful meteorologists did not linger. So why would an ambitious career girl like Stacey set her sights on a market like Las Vegas? Why was a meteorologist like her strangely uninterested in the weather? Why had she clawed her way to the middle when she had had better offers from more upwardly mobile markets like Fresno and Portland and more fascinating weather towns up and down the Eastern Seaboard? Easy. Meteorology wasn't her real career. For her real career, the real ambitions that drove her to get up early in the morning and sortie out late into the night, Las Vegas was wide open. Virgin territory, a blank canvas just waiting for the masterpiece that Stacey Storm believed she could create.
