<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br/>Emily let out a sigh as she pulled up to the bar. She'd meant to be here hours ago, but there were a few kinks to work out in the tour schedule and by the spirits she was going to work them out before tonight.<strong>"No, go ahead and increase the capacity, offer a few more VIP passes, I don't care, I'll put them out in some sort of contest."</strong>she paused as she shut off the engine, ruffling her blond locks as the woman on the other end spoke. Her eyes rolled back as she pushed open the door.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes, I'll set up the contest I have a few places that my parents own I can raffle them off."</strong>Slipping out of the car she moved toward the entrance.<strong>"Yes, just send them my way, tonight would be great. You have my home address? Just have Elise slip them inside. I'll stop by before we leave or have her bring them over to me. No, don't worry I'll take care of that too."</strong>Flustered she clicked off the bluetooth and walked inside, looking around to see Cord and E.T.<br/><br/><strong>"I wouldn't worry about that gritty appearance, you just need to keep not bathing."</strong>she teased overhearing a bit of their conversation, before taking a look around the empty bar.<strong>"No Rachel?"</strong>she asked as she took a seat, bringing out her laptop. There was a lot of work to do just for tonight, she'd set up the place for the afterparty, but they still had lighting to do, but she was letting E.T and Irina take care of that. Something she was happy to relinquish.