Sighing, Lisa sits up and stretches. Feeling grateful for finally having a good dream, and not remembering any of her dreams from the previous nights, she gets out of bed. Looking around her room, she doesn’t remember actually going to bed. A smile forms on her lips when she remembers that Alex carried her to bed last night. Looking down, she sees that she still has on her t-shirt and shorts. “Well, at least he was a gentleman,” she says and starts getting ready for work.
Pulling into the parking garage at work, she notices that Samuel’s car isn’t in his parking spot. She’s curious as to where he may be, but also relieved that she won’t have to see him. She's made out with her boss so she’s not sure she could actually look him in the eyes without blushing. Her mind wanders to Alex for a moment and she smiles. Her head tilts back, wondering how she got into this predicament. “Neither of them is my boyfriend so why am I worried?” She sighs as she pulls down her vanity mirror, checking her make-up. “Because I’m crazy for Alex,” she answers herself. Closing her vanity, she grabs her purse and briefcase, then steps out of her car and makes her way towards the elevator.
Waiting for the elevator, she pulls out her phone and sends a text to Alex. Meet me for lunch today? Around noon? My treat, this time. She presses SEND and drops her phone back into her purse as the doors to the elevator open.
She’s smiling as she walks into her office, feeling relaxed without Samuel around. She receives a few “way to go” and “well done” from people about her red carpet event. She wonders if anyone here actually saw her making out with Samuel. Keeping the smile on her lips, she holds her head high and hopes for the best.
Mariah approaches with a few notes in her hand. Handing them over, she begins filling Lisa in on today’s events. “Your first client is here and waiting in your office. Also, Steven asked if he could take you to lunch today. You have a free spot from 11 until 2 so I let him know you’ll get back to him. Also…”
Lisa begins to tune Mariah out as they walk together towards her office. Looking through her glass door, she sees an aging man with gray hair and a bald spot sitting in her office. He’s looking at a few of the pictures she has hanging on her wall. She recognizes him as one of the R&B and Rap artists’ agents.
Lisa turns to Mariah. “Wait. I have lunch plans today. Please let Steven know I can’t.” Mariah nods and Lisa turns to look into her office again. “Please bring in a pot of coffee. I’m afraid he’ll be taking up most of my morning. He’s the agent for rap artist Massacre.” Mariah’s brows lifted at the name. Lisa nods and sighs, “I know.” She shakes her head and opens the door. Mariah turns to go get the coffee.
“Welcome to Elite PR & Marketing.” Lisa extends her hand. “I’m Lisa Adams and it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Shaking her hand, he smiles warmly. “Good morning, Ms. Adams. I’m Michael DuBois. I represent Mr. Shane Finnley, also known as Massacre.” Lisa nods and walks behind her desk, taking a seat and turning on her computer. Scooting her chair closer, she keys in a few letters and her computer screen comes to life.
She looks at him. “Mr. DuBois, let me know what we can do for Massacre.”
He begins his speech on why Massacre has selected Elite PR, where he wants to be in five years, and who he wants to record for. She listens to him as he speaks, but her mind shifts over to Alex, curious as to what he’s doing right now. She thinks of their first kiss on Ellis Island, the pillow fight in her den, and him carrying her to bed.
“Ms. Adams?” Looking up, she realizes that Michael has asked her a question. She heard him say “contract” and “negotiation”. Punching in a few keystrokes, her printer light flashes and a contract is printed out.
She slides it over to him. “Please look this over. As the firm to represent Mr. Shane Finnley, also known as Massacre, here are our conditions, as well as percentages we’ll take from his earnings.” She watches as Michael reviews the contract information.
Standing from his chair, he pulls out his phone, presses a button, then brings the phone to his ear. “I’ll be just a moment. I need to touch base with my client.” He makes his way towards Lisa’s door.
“Not a problem. Take your time.” He nods and begins speaking into the phone. Watching his body language, she can see that Massacre is happy with the proposal. Michael nods a few times and chuckles into the phone.
Lisa reaches down into her purse and pulls out her own phone. She smiles when she sees a text from Alex. See you at noon. I look forward to it.
Lisa grins as her fingers swipe across the screen, returning his message. Meet me at the Italian restaurant down on Fifth. I’ll see you around 11:30. She presses SEND and slips her phone into her purse.
Michael walks back in the door. “Massacre accepts your offer.” He signs the contract.
“That’s great news, Mr. DuBois.” Lisa stands and smiles.
“It’s a pleasure doing business with you, Ms. Adams.” Michael extends his hand and they shake.
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