Ava stood with a clipboard in hand and a headset with the microphone just by her lips. She tapped her foot nervously hoping that everything was going as planned. The lights beamed on cue and the amp volume was just right. A smile finally crept on her face as she saw the band walking off stage. Sighs of relief were heard across the mic as she whispered "Awesome." Anytime the band was on stage she was alert and anxious hoping that nothing went wrong as far as the lighting and mics. Her grip loosened on the clipboard and she pulled her hair down from a ponytail, running her fingers through her hair as she walked to return the headset and clipboard.<br/><br/>On her way she stopped by to check in with Maggie. At first she couldn't find her in the mix of bandmembers and groupies until she took a second look. Walking up to her she smiled content with the band's performance. "With a band as good as these guys I bet you feel lucky to be the manager." She said with a 'Awesome job guys.' to the rest of the band as she left down the hallway to another room. Knocking first she opened the door and entered slowly putting the clipboard down and unplugging the headset to sit it down on the counter.