Desmond shrugged and said<strong>"He is that bad."</strong>Handing him back the bass, and shooting him a little smirk before he walked back over to the table to make sure everything was in order. For the frontman? Honesty was always the best policy, especially for arrogant little know it all's who practically outright tried to tell him how he should structure HIS band. THat was what caused the straw to break, and him to knock the kid down to the bottom of the ladder.<br/><br/>After picking up his phone, he texted his boss telling him he had a band together. He wanted to discuss a possible night for them to perform there, and that the sooner the better. After closing his blackberry, Desmond turned to face the rest of the group.<strong>"OK, so in regards to a rehearsal schedule and writing times? What does everyone's availability look like?"</strong>