Nodding his head, he said<strong>"Yeah, that is a decent spot. But Robert can really be a dick to new incoming talent. But anyway, I have to head out folks. Be at the address I sent to you all at say noon? If you have any questions feel free to call or text, I look forward on getting to work on some material!"</strong><br/><br/>With that said, Desmond gathered his things before heading out. He had an appointment to keep, and the band had been assembled. He was definitely feeling chipper, he didn't plan on getting a full roster in one day but these things just had a way of working out.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Next Day</strong></span><br/><br/>Desmond had made sure to clean up the house, waking up early to see that this task was completed. In preparation for the creation of a band? The spare room in the house had been turned into a competent studio. Granted it'd never be up to the standards of something truly professional. However he had recording equipment that cost him a pretty penny, the room was completely soundproof, it had plenty of room and the instruments and everything would be able to be used without killing off power for the rest of the house. After setting everything, Desmond quickly started to hum medleys to himself a she waited like a kid on Christmas eve.