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She was taken aback by his sudden excited talk and, of course, the loaded question. He wasted no time, she thought. "What inspires me?" She echoed, just to stall for time. Bethany tapped on her lower lip as she rested her elbows on the table and looked up toward the ceiling. She sat like this in a pensive silence for a moment before she dropped her gray eyes to look over at him once more. "Well- I guess a lot of things inspire me. I like to be outside- in the world- and experience as much as I can. Like- I'll walk down the street and if I see anything interesting I'll add meaning to it. People and faces become music notes. Anything that catches my eye, really, can turn into a note. And then i'll collage it all together. How I feel determines a lot, too." She felt like her explanation was a little too vague but she couldn't find the words to clarify for him. "But making something unique-" she said, turning the conversation back on him, "thats great. Sucks that you're stuck designing cereal boxes." She said with a smile to show she meant no harm. "Then again- jingles aren't exactly what I imagined doing here either." She glanced down at the contract and grimaced for a moment. Her braid had fallen off her shoulder and on to it, she quickly flicked her hair away. "You should show me some of your stuff sometime." She said, "And i'll show you mine." Just then the door opened and Ryan Clarke stepped in. He settled the coffee's down before them and sat on the opposite end of the table, his own copy of the contract before him. He glanced quickly between them, "Well then. Hope you've gotten to know each other a bit- but lets get down to business, shall we?" Beth nodded, turning her attention down to her braid again, playing with it and inspecting it out of boredom. Seeing this her agent set his mouth in a fine line before looking over at Wallace, "I've a meeting in about half an hour- so I'll just be summarizing page by page. Feel free to take it home but your decisions must be made before tomorrow morning at 9 am." He said measuredly, looking between them every now and then. (Want him to talk about the contract or do you just want to skip this part?)

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Ryan Clark

Occupation: agent at Alphafind

Harod Ward

Occupation: Alphafind boss

The Color of Sound (Fauxbot & Kiri)

Her smile broadened at his hurried manner in replying to her questions. She settled in to her chair, growing slightly more comfortable. "Hah I'm not testing you- but we're total opposites." She said as she picked up the pen again and played with it, flipping it through her fingers. Her gaze fell on her hand as she concentrated on the hand trick, "I'm a Scorpio- which is a water sign. Aries is fire, I think. And I'm more of a dog person- I grew up with a hound/lab mix. And I don't like ravioli." She shrugged, "But no big deal." The pen flipped out of her hand and fell to the floor. She huffed before stooping over to look under the table for it. After a moment she snatched the pen up again and she shot back up to look at him. "So, Wallace, any questions for me?" Bethany wondered if putting him on the spot was exactly the best way to form a business relationship. Agh but she hated these awkward introductions and testing-the-waters banter that everyone went through when they first meet new people. What do you do? Where did you go to school? Where did you grow up? Oh how is it there? What do you do for fun? Blah blah blah. It bored her to tears. She wanted someone to have an original conversation with her. She looked expectantly at him. Who's more original than an artist? She thought. Okay, yeah, maybe asking zodiac signs wasn't the most original thing but at least its out there. Her thoughts swam and sounded conflicted.

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"Nice to finally meet you, too." She averted her eyes at that and nervously flicked her braid back behind a shoulder as she laughed. It was quick and tense- because she had made a stranger wait for her and she wondered if this bothered him. Even though punctuality wasn't exactly her forte it was still a growing demand in her life. In fact she had been trying recently to work on that by setting alarms and such. She was such a heavy sleeper though.. "Yeah- Sorry about that. I had a few things back at home to take care of." Which was a boldface lie. The girl had no idea why she had to give an excuse anyway, she was already late and nothing could change that. She stepped around the table and sat down in front of a contract. She took up a pen and twiddled it between her fingers. Although she was sure Clark would summarize the document page by page she was so nervous that she scanned the first page in vain. Picking out words that popped out at her: agent, clientele, Alphafind, disclaimer, creative process- Bethany glanced up at Wallace then- the weight of it all settling in only just now. She'd be tied to him by these contracts for months. They'd have to come up with ideas together and agree on them- but what if they were stark opposites? What if working with this guy only brought more stress into her life? She dropped the pen down on the contract once more and leaned back in her chair, she looked up at him expectantly, "Interview time. Whats your star sign? Do you like cats or dogs? Are you a spaghetti and meatball person or are you all about ravioli?" Her smile was small, but the corners of her eyes were pinched in a mischievous way, tinged with child-like curiosity.

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Ryan Clarke fiddled with the lock on his briefcase as he stood against the table, "Mostly just little things- although that does not mean that they are not all the more necessary- like commercials for food products. Bethany here'll write jingles. You sketch cartoony faces and design box sleeves." When he opened the briefcase he began to draw out the contracts, copied and recopied for both. Once he organized the stacks of papers he crowned them with a pen each. The agent stood back and looked between the two, he clasped his hands together, "I'll be right back with coffee- which should give enough time for the both of you to get to know each other a bit." He stroked his tie as he glanced at Bethany before leaving the room. She had been looking at him, this Wallace, while Ryan was talking. She had dropped her guitar on the couch as an excuse to make her way to the window. But she couldn't concentrate on anything in the city. Instead she looked over at Wallace. He was scruffy looking. She hadn't met any of the artists yet- but he looked like an artist. "Hey." She said, extending a hand out to him as she smiled, "Nice to meet you."

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The Color of Sound (Fauxbot & Kiri)

Bethany Novikov

Tell us a little bit about your background "Well, I'm 23 years old. My birthdays November 18th. I'm a local. I grew up here in Boston and attended private school up until highschool, where I was shipped off to a boarding school in Vermont. I came back and attended college until last year- when I was scouted and contracted in to the company." What about your family and friends, can you tell us a little bit about them? "Oh well I lived with my dad before I went to boarding school. He's a lawyer. My mom lives down south somewhere, haven't heard much from her these past few years. She pushed me when I was little to start playing the piano. As for friends I have a few close ones- mostly from boarding school. Talia's my best friend and roommate. Jordan lives downtown with Castor. They're great and very supportive." That's nice. You mentioned your mother starting you off on the music path, can you delve a little more in to that? "Yeah of course! Well, my mom loved to look classy. It was an obsession of hers, really. Antiques and all that. Well what's classier than an eight year old playing piano? My teachers drilled me even up and through highschool- although at that point my dad was the one paying. I picked up the guitar my sophomore year. Its my favorite instrument to play. Before that I dabbled in a few others but really I've only stuck to piano, guitar, and the harp." Interesting. What are your musical inspirations? "Benjamin Grosvenor composes beautiful stuff. Less specifically my musical interests vary greatly- I listen to anything- except for country music. (She makes a face)" You mentioned dropping out of college? "Oh no! I haven't dropped out. I've just transferred. I'm taking business classes downtown, just as a fallback plan." Any other interests besides music? "I write a lot, I have this journal. I also draw. I hike and enjoy camping. I'm trying to learn how to cook and sew at the moment, too." Oh sounds like you're preparing to be a mother- are you dating anyone? "(She laughs) no- what? No. I'm just trying to become more independent. Buying out all the time's become boring, and expensive. And I want to learn how to sew so I can mend my clothes when they rip." What are your thoughts on love? "(She blushes!) I fall in love easily, actually. And when I fall I fall hard."

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"Beth- Beth are you paying attention?" Barked Ryan- or er Mr.Clark- her agent, on the other end of the line. She was already stepping out of her cab, guitar case in tow, on her way up the steps to Alphafind Media. She tittered up the steps awkwardly before she found her footing. Bethany breathed into the phone, "Yes- yeah I heard you. I have to sign some things and-" The front doors to the building opened just then and Ryan Clark, hand pressed to Bluetooth, stepped out to meet her. They were the same age but all similarities between the two stopped there. Clark was tall and thin with short black hair that crowned his head in a slicked back fashion. He always wore a suit despite their working environment being an informal and casual wear place. The agent was always in a rush like now as he reached out and took Bethany by her arm. "You're ten minutes late!" He scolded as they strode across the lobby toward some elevators. Beth hung up the call and clutched her phone as she was dragged, she struggled a bit in surprise, "Ryan let go- I'm sorry, I was just held up somewhere for a bit." She defended herself as they both stepped in to an open elevator. He only let her go once the door closed. He narrowed his eyes down at her, "Whatever it was- it wasn't more important than your job, Bethany. Mr. Ward called me just a few minutes ago to see how everything was going and I had to lie." She dropped her phone into her jacket pocket and hugged her guitar bag, she turned her brown eyes away from him and instead looked up at the floors that they were passing. "Oh?" She began with a major lack of concern for him, "that's surprising. Why would the big boss bother with us?" Ryan Clark pouted and rolled his eyes as the elevator doors opened on their floor, "Because your signings today are for new contracts between you and another artist." He said as he guided her through the bustling workspace to an office. She looked up at him now, curious, "Oh? With who?" Ryan Clark pressed a hand against the office door and paused before they entered. He raised an eyebrow at her, "He's been waiting for you." He? Thought Bethany a little nervously. But before she could press him further she was bustled in to the room. "Wallace. Sorry to have kept you waiting." Said Ryan as he set his briefcase down on the conference table before the artist. He gestured to Bethany, "Wallace Conlee. Meet Bethany Novikov- you'll both be working together on a few projects for the next few months."

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