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Alphaville Records/Law Offices of Joyce L. Wischnia
“Alphaville Records, how may I direct your call?”
“Tina Kennard, please.”
“May I tell her who is calling?”
“And what is this regarding?”
“Kit Porter and the Stouts.”
“One moment please.”
The bubbly receptionist punched the hold button on the multi-line phone, treating the caller to hold music consisting of Third Wheel Crush’s “Wonder Woman.”
Joyce looked around the table at the eager faces that kept their eyes on the speakerphone. A few fervent sighs accompanied by equally enthusiastic smiles were contagious as the band sat on the edges of their comfortable chairs. Bette tapped her thumb on the table as she waited to hear the voice of her favorite blonde, paying no mind to the song that was playing through the phone.
“Whatever you do, do not say it first.” Dana counseled. “She’ll expect that, especially knowing she’s the only woman you’ve, you know.” The goofy young executive motioned her head to the side as if Tina knew what she was referring to.
Tina laughed at Dana’s serious expression. The blonde shook her head. “The only woman I’vvvve…what, Dana?”
“You know.” Dana blushed, not wanting to have to say what she was referring to. Tina looked at her expectantly. “Aw, come on, T, do I have to spell it out for you?”
“Apparently so.” Tina teased some more.
“Hey Tina?” the A&R Executive’s speakerphone interrupted the dialogue between the two friends.
“Joyce Wischnia’s on line two for you regarding Kit Porter and the Stouts.”
“Great, thanks, Lisa. Can you let Aaron know I’m going to be taking that call if he wants to join me, please.”
“You got it.”
Dana drew in a breath. “I guess that’s my cue to leave, huh?” She stood but didn’t move from her spot as Tina spoke again.
“Not so fast, Dr. Dana. Why don’t you tell me what you were talking about just now?”
“T, she’s your first girlfriend. Every woman falls head over heels in love with their first girlfriend once they’ve seen the power of the p-p-….princess.” Dana blushed at the thought of the word she almost uttered, causing Tina to laugh.
“The power of the princess, Dana? Is that some sort of lesbianic code for something?”