<strong>Sunset</strong><br/><br/>Alan was interrupted from his frantic scribbling of notes by the door coming open and a young woman stepping through the door. "Thank God. Someone else is here. Thank you, Carrie, for that very informative session. I think I've got what I need right now. He closed his notebook and put it in his bag as he turned to the new occupant. As he walked towards her he stated "Hi, I'm Alan, and you are. . .  the. . . lead singer. . .  of Manual Automatic." He seemed a bit taken aback.<br/><br/>"Don't tell me you were trying to set up a gig here, you've certainly come to the wrong place. If you were going to play tonight it's a bit late for that, anyhow. All in all it just seems like you're in the wrong place. I might suggest that you get out of here before you get caught up in this. I don't even know why you would think to come here, this place is closed down.. I mean, sorry I seem to be rambling a bit, course you would know if the place was closed down" He scratched his head, and he looked up with widened eyes of realization.<br/><br/>"Unless someone told you come here...." He gave Carrie a questioning glance over his shoulder. "In which case the best advice I can offer you is to find some alcohol and have a seat next to our good friend over there. If she did call you here, she can explain it to you. I've got to go. . . collect my thoughts."<br/><br/>He made his way to a nearby both and took out his notebook and began reading it for some clearer understanding, occasionally glancing over at the two women to see what might transpire.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>