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It was just passed 10:00 a.m. when Tina finally arrived at the label’s office. Rushing into the building, the large conference room was her final destination. Dana heard the familiar sound of Tina’s heels clicking on the cold tile floor down the hallway which caused the public relations manager to quickly shuffle toward the open door of her office. Dana peered into the hall to see a very determined Tina Kennard walking with purpose towards the conference room on the other side of the building.
“Morning, T.” She greeted the blonde heading towards her with an anxious smile.
“Are they still in there?” Tina asked rather tersely.
Dana nodded her reply knowing that Tina was all business at that particular moment in time. With her head held high, Tina breezed passed Dana’s door, her sights set on the mahogany double doors down the corridor.
Here goes nothin’, Tina thought as she reached for the knob of the door. As soon as she opened it, she heard the scummy voice of the object of her disdain.
“Alright, so does anyone have any questions?” Aaron asked as Tina threw the door wide open. Standing to her right and across the conference table from where she entered the room, Aaron locked eyes with the A&R executive and flashed a smug grin. “Tina. Nice of you to show up this morning.” He said, his patronizing tone betraying the truth of his words.
“I work here Aaron, why wouldn’t I show up?” The fuming blonde challenged rhetorically. All of Tina’s subordinate A&R reps, which consisted of Oscar, Esai, Paige, Lara, and Ethan, were present sitting at the conference table wide-eyed and awkwardly silenced by what appeared to be the beginning of a standoff between their superiors.
“Well,” the general manager began, “I wasn’t quite sure given the developments of yesterday afternoon.” The air was thick with tension. Nobody wanted to be the first to distract Tina and Aaron from their stare down.
“I’m sorry, did you send out a memo about this meeting, because it’s not one that I had written down in my planner, nor one that was even on the company’s iCal schedule?” Tina asked cutting her eyes at the bald bastard across the table.
“It was kind of impromptu.” He responded. Breaking eye contact, Aaron finally looked around the room again. “If there aren’t any questions or concerns then you are all dismissed. Good luck, people.”