Quin reached over, tapping a few keys, another song, called Spin by Emptyhead came on, and Alice gave Quin an odd look.  “Small band in Maine, Emptyhead, very heavy driven, but the lyrics, poetry in motion, this is what I’d like to do, open up to unknown artists, internet artists, keep things current, cutting edge, and also toss in as much alternative music or gay music, whatever you want to polish it up to be.  They bought you on the merits of your current show, so that means we need to keep things close to what you were doing, right?”

            “Exactly…,” said Alice listening to the lyrics, the Pearl Jam voice and the very tightly woven guitar and drum mix were great.

            Quin tapped another key, Nickleback began to play, then as they talked, the music filtered from George Michaels, to Cory Lee, Tegan and Sara, then to an artist that Alice had to ask who it was, making Quin laugh as she told her it was 12 Stones, “Quin, you so have the job, I’m seriously impressed, you just threw this together, and I’m loving it already, we can add some pop….  The blend you have here is wicked.  I’m going to email you the link to the online playlist that the station had for me when I was with them, and when we go to the Sirius station, we can hover around for a few hours and get together several lists, fit different moods.  I’m loving this song, what is it?”

            “Three Days Grace, Riot, I know, it’s heavier but…”

            “No, an edge, I’m not the same person I was two months ago, and I want to reflect that.  You want in, you’re in,” said Alice extending her hand and Quin took it, shaking it with a nod.

            “Let’s start a riot,” whispered Quin in time with the music.

            “Are you going to play something of yours?  That would be ok too,” said Alice as Quin packed her computer.

            “Maybe, if I come up with something new, I don’t know, might go acoustic for a while, I’m just moving around in my head and I’m gonna see how that goes.”

            “You know, Tina called you the ice princess, but….  I don’t see it,” admitted Alice, then clasping her hand over her mouth, realizing she’d said that out load.

            Quin burst out laughing, “That was an act, I really should go apologize to Tina about all of that, but when she gets out of the hospital, I might head over to the production company to lend a hand.  Things are getting swamped over there, and I wouldn’t mind a chance at scoring that movie that Helena is making,” smiled Quin.

            “Mind if we have lunch tomorrow?  To get things started?” asked Alice.

            “The Planet, around one?” asked Quin as she opened the door, giving Alice a good look over, thinking she was rather cute, even if she was drunk.

            “One it is, partner,” giggled Alice.

            “No, see, you’re the boss,” said Quin as she exited the apartment, leaving Alice to start to think about Rosita again.