After sending the text message and downing a few shots, Charley got to work again. Because who said being the manager of a unruly band of teenage girls was going to be fucking easy? First things first: Preparing the meeting itself. The last thing she needed was to not be ready for the bassist. She left her office while fixing her bun, now only wearing her buttoned up, long sleeved shirt, pants and heels. The jacket was wrinkled and looked too messy in her eyes, certainly not something she should wear in a power meeting. First impressions made everything, everything damn it.<br/><br/>She gathered all the security guards to somewhere quiet, just in case there was a mole in the building, and let them know that a young woman by the alias Kelly B was coming by and gave them the information they needed to know. Her real name was Kelly Baker and was here for a meeting. She was expecting the woman to come by today for a talk, so they should let the woman in with no questions asked and only a quick frisk. She was to be escorted to the meeting room after that, and must not be seen by anyone - even the other girls. She showed them a head shot she acquired of Kelly.<br/><br/>To cement her bitchy status among everyone, she made them repeat what she said to them several times, in order to see that they were paying attention to her. They did so, quite grudgingly, and promised that they'll keep an eye out for her.<br/><br/>With that down, she quickly went to the meeting room they had there and had someone go to her office to get some things. She chose to seat in the front chair and pulled the chair next to her back. Letting Kelly know that she can - should - sit here. Minutes later, the person returned to her and had her folders, a briefcase, a recorder and some tapes. The person then was shooed off to get her two cold water bottles that haven't been opened yet and a tin of cookies. Charley quickly organized the things that she had in a half circle, making sure they caught anyone's eye the momeny they entered the room and saw her.<br/><br/>"Done," she sighed as she plopped down, fixing her shirt and leaning into the chair. All she had to do was wait...