While waiting for Kelly B’s arrival, Charley began to become bored. Typing and surfing on her Blackberry could only do so much, and she didn’t really like the tin of cookies that were brought for the meeting. She was going to fire that idiot for brining in white chocolate chip and macadamia nut cookies. Seriously, who the hell thought getting that would be a good thing for her to eat in a power meeting?<br/><br/>So, with nothing else to do, she decided to write her weekly report to the productions then and there. She had time and it shouldn’t take too long. They simply asked for a quick report every week and a more detailed report every month.<br/><br/>Pulling out her stationary and her business fountain pen, she began to write down these words:<br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">To the productions,<br/><br/>Everything has been going in concerns of the progress of the band’s practice. They are dutiful when it comes to it and are more than happy to start playing. But it is hard to keep them interested in playing but there will be progress to be made in this. More of on this development will be detailed more in my next report.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, I must report that our original bassist, Emma, decided to leave the band out of the blue today. I found out when I was in my office when Caroline Worth reported this to me. I do not know the proper cause of her spontaneous department, but I hypothesize that she was having bad relations with the other band mates and could not handle the prospect of touring long periods of time. I shall talk to her in the near future in order to talk to her about this and see what will happen in regards of her profit.<br/><br/>There is a possibility that a new bassist I am meeting, Kelly Marie Baker, can be her replacement for both the touring we are having and the vacant spot. More of this will be further detailed in my next report.<br/><br/>Sincerely,<br/>Charlotte Tabitha.</span></em><br/><br/>Flourishing her signature, she let it dry first before folding the paper up and sticking it in the envelope. Licking it to seal it shut, she slapped a stamp just as the bassist was let into the room. She gestured her to sit on the open chair that she pulled out earlier while not looking at Kelly.<br/><br/>She looked up now as she gathered a cassette tape in her hands, labeled<strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Emma’s Audition Tape 1</span></strong>, and a cassette player. Gesturing to the bottle of water and tin of cookies for her, she put the cassette inside, placed it down and pressed play. Within a few seconds, the sounds of Emma rocking out on the bass guitar filled the sound proof room. The girl’s energy and enthusiasm could clearly be heard as she belted out a rock ballad. She hit the high notes and low notes, playing them long as she could in order to impress Charley that day.<br/><br/>This went on for a minute or two before Charley reached out and stopped it all with a push of a button.<br/><br/>“I’m sure,” she said as she pulled it away now to take the cassette tape out, “you know who exactly you’re going to replace.”<br/><br/>She then took out another tape, this one<strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Eternal Flame (Original) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=geoywnZHnVs#) </span></strong>, and played it. Music once again filled the room, letting Kelly B know what song she had to perform in front of her. After letting her hear the entire song, Charley stopped the song and put the tape away when she got it Getting another tape, apparently unused since nothing was written on it, the manager scribbled down some words and inserted it in the player before the girl before her had a chance to see what it was.<br/><br/>“That’s the music the band was playing earlier today before we had an… incident,” she said, “I need to hear you play this song before I say anything else. Please.”