Gia sat beside him and ordered herself a drink. It was basically one of the main reasons she was here anyway.

Gia: So then, mind explaining why the hell you left Studio60, without telling me, and made your own label?? Sorry if I sound absolutely pissed it's just because I am.

She gave him a sarcastic smile.

Gia: I swallowed my pride, which is not an easy thing for me to do. It also kinda makes me and possibly the company look bad since you left. I could also sue you, thanks to my friend Lady Raine who bought it to my attention and you also, for not staying with your contract. Oh yeah, I could.

As her drink arrived, she finished it in one swallow.

Gia: Get me another one and put every damn alcohol you have in it.

She sighed to calm herself down.

Gia: I want you to come back to the label. If you don't, I'm prepared to completely embarrass you right here, right now.

She said with a little smile on her face. A sincere one at that.

Gia groaned and stopped to take a sip of her drink. She pushed a piece of hair out of her face.

Gia: Okay first of all you're not like the last man on earth okay? The date thing is not even a factor, the fact is I'm actually quite serious. I want you on the label and don't tempt me I can embarrass you in many ways.

Gia: At the end of the day it's a great idea. You'll make the company money, you'll make money and most importantly, you'll be making me money. It's the perfect relationship.

She smirked.

Gia: Valid points. Well, can't say I didn't try.

She finished her drink and grabbed her purse as she headed outside. She turns around as she walks.

Gia: By the way, how's the fiancee? I heard she's M.I.A.

She turns back around and keeps walking.

Gia stands outside, leaning against the side of the building. She really did want them to be back on the label but she never begged anyone for anything and she wasn't about to start now. Her pride had officially kicked in again.

Gia: I don't smoke. I'm too beautiful to be smelling like smoke all the time. I rather smell like whiskey and vodka.

She folded her arms.

Gia: You still never answered my question, hows the fiancee?

Gia laughs.

Gia: Everytime a problem happens between a guy and girl, you guys always think that us girls think together. We're two entirely different people. She chose to run off, that's her deal. Not all of us leave. I'm still talk to your idiotic self aren't I?

Gia shrugged.

Gia: Trust me I'm asking myself that question in my head right now and you know you're gonna chase her again so let's not kid ourselves here. I'm only here because I needed to think and you were clouding my judgement since I was about to throw my glass at your face.