The 'guardian' of sorts for the girls knew something was off right off the bat when Carry refused to let her see the lyrics when she had asked to seem them. The manager frowned, but said nothing of it and instead took a mental note of it instead. Usually, the girl would be more than eager to show off her work to anyone if she thought it was good enough. And she had sung it today, meaning it must be worthy to the mere mortals she was around with. If anything positive has something to do with her, she'll flash it to the word.<br/><br/>Poor word structure, but Charley could not care a wit for things like those at the moment.<br/><br/>Thinking about the excuse Carry made, Charley was torn on whether or not to believe it or pull the girl aside and commence<em>24</em>-style interrogation. While the polishing and cleaning possible be true, Carry was a bit of a perfectionist when it came to her work and disliked needing help from others if she thought she could do it by herself, it still felt... wrong. Something about those lyrics made her head go 'bzzzz' but she had no idea where the button was coming from. Did she hear it from somewhere else? Was she just worried about this wild card possibility? Why did her head hurt so much right now when a potential crisis like this came up?<em>Why?</em><br/><br/>"Ugh," she thought, rubbing her temples and simply watching the girls do their thing now and let them get back into their own beat. "Damn it, I don't really care for this right now."<br/><br/>All she cared for at the moment  was the possibility that she had to soon fend off lawsuits of alleged copy infringement and all that jazz if her morbid and pessimistic assumptions were correct. She reached for her oh-so-trusty Blackberry and quickly sent a prepared-in-advanced text message to her lawyer to talk about this scenario later and how to deal with it in court. In order to see how they could make this quick and painless for them and the girls' reputation. Just in case. It's not like she actually<em>believes</em>Carry is capable of doing that at all, she doubts Carry is that catty in her young years, but she just wants to make sure. She didn't become a manager for this dysfunction junction for nothing, damn it. This was her last chance to prove herself to the company and she wasn't going to be fuck it up one way or another.<br/><br/>Taking a few steps back now as she watched the others do their thing, she quickly started to get her cellphones and started to text and call people. It was almost the hour of 'Scope Hour' for her, where she would go on and check websites and new sites and gossip sites that would have anything that was concerning the Sound of Sinners girls. While some might think this was lazy, Charley did it in order to see what the current perception of the girls were. So if anything negative about them came up, she and the PR could jump in and clean it again. This had saved them before and she was certain it'll save them again. Especially with the tour coming so close. And while she despised Perez Hilton, the man at least articulated the general population of Hollywood watchers.<br/><br/>She clicked on his site on her Blackberry and watched the loading bar come up.