Dante stuffed the last of the danish into his mouth as they approached the studio and then downed the rest of his coffee. he found a place to throw away the cup and then stood out front with Lyle.<br/><br/>"So this is the place?"<br/><br/>He had his hands on his hips, looking up at the sign as he listened. It wasn't too bad, but listening from out here didn't make for the best audition. he went inside once Lyle was done with his breakfast and then tried to find a good place to sit. He needed to see how the musician performed. It needed to be stylish but also mesh with Dante's way of performing. They couldn't over shadow one another either. He was cocky, but Dante knew better than to hog the spotlight.