The secretary at the main desk is typing away when she hears someone speak. At the end of a long working week, she's weary. She sighs and clicked through the chart on her desk. She looks up at Aimee?

"What's you name please?" She says almost sarcastically, forcing an ugly looking smile.

The receptionist, used to seeing people be nervous, sniffs up and flicks through the diary in front of her on the desk. She stops after a while and takes a pen out of her pocket. She scores out her name and nods.

"Would you like to go through please."

Stinson was updating a few figures and checking contracts on his laptop, all key with him going away for the next few weeks. Scott might have been the boss, but owners never quite know everything about how firms work. They just don't really take the time to learn. Stinson did know though, and he had to leave it all in good working order before his paternity leave.

He was just about to check his diary for any more meeting when a knock came at the door. He looks up and then sits up in the chair and straightens his tie.

"Come in," he shouts.

Stinson stands and gives Aimee a warm smile. He was a bit stressed from all of the work he had had to do through the day, but it was always important to make singers, especially newcomers feel a little better. It always made them relax to just smile at them happily.

Stinson stands and holds his hand out to shake hers.

"Hello, my names Stinson. Please have a seat here."

Stinsin sat back down, leaning back in his chair and closing his laptop for a moment. He smiles and tosses his pen from hand to hand.

"So I saw your London performance," he says with an impressed face and a nod.

Stinson smiles and chuckles a little. He nods .

"Yeah. The one that just went out like a week ago or so. It was why we even called you in here you know."

Stinson nodded at her and smiled. He poured two glasses of water from the jug on his desk and took a drink of his glass.

"Yeah, we loved it. Well the important thing was that I loved it. I'm sure the others did too, but its most important to impress the guy in power right?" He winks. "I'm just kidding. We did love it though."

Ooc: I'll reply in the morning. Real tired lol :)

Stinson nodded at her and noted something down. He liked the modesty this girl had. It was always something he and Scott admired in artists. Even although neither of them had had a single moment of modesty in their life, they saw it as an admirable trait in other musicians.

Stinson puts his pen back down.

"So tell me; what do you know about Chaos Records?"

Stinson nods. He puts his hands together.

"Say theoretically you were looking for a label. Why would you want to be a part of Chaos Records?"