Standing off to the side was an older woman.  Some could think maybe she was a chaperon, or an older sister of one of the band members.  But she wasnt.  Marie was the make up and hair artist assigned to the band.  Not that she had much hope the way they ahd reacted so far.  Typical spolit brats, they thought they knew it all, and had left her standing off to the side as they put their own slap on.  She wasnt impressed, but she knew how these new up and coming pop stars could be.  Especially the girls.  And this lot were gonna be a nightmare.<br/><br/>She glanced across at the two roadies and walked across to the one siting on the speakers.  She saw he had an earpiece in, listening to his own music obviously.  She had just witnessed the scene between the manager and felt glad she wasnt actually invovled in anything much.  She stood next to the roady, taking a look at him.  He was cute, but she had no intentions of getting into anything with anyone.  But he was good to look at.  She stood there, leaning against the speaker, watching the band.  She wasnt feeling very enthusiastic about this lot.  Spolit little girls trying to be big girls.  She shook her head, she would see what happens.