The place: California, New Mega record Label towers in downtown Los Angeles.
Nigel walks into the building points and smiles at the receptionist.
Nigel: Ey' love, yer head honcho wants to See me about somethin'. I am just gonna mosey on up to his office.. same place as before floor 666. (he said laughing) nah' i am just kiddin' ya love, 32ND floor.. i know.
Nigel walks into the elevator, he pushes the button to go up to the 32nd floor. It takes a while going up all those floors, Nigel listens to the soft elevator music. The door dings and opens. he walks down a short hallway and opens two double doors into a room with another receptionist.
Receptionist: Mr. Wiggiby is waiting for you sir.
Nigel ignored her just walked in as he was going to do anyway. he opened the door sat down in a soft cushy chair in front of Mr. Wiggiby. he put his feet up on his desk and sat back
Nigel: ya' know sir, of all the top named bands you have, you'd think you'd play their music in the elvata's here. unless you pompas asses have signed so much crap lately that you can't stand the sounds of your own money goin' down the toilet do ya?
Mr. Wiggiby smiled and leaned forward on his desk. he nodded his head to show Nigel all the empty seats. Nigel looked and in a bit of confusion.
Nigel: what are all these empty chairs for?
Mr. Wiggiby: lets wait until everyone else gets here, then I'll explain.
Nigel walks into the building points and smiles at the receptionist.
Nigel: Ey' love, yer head honcho wants to See me about somethin'. I am just gonna mosey on up to his office.. same place as before floor 666. (he said laughing) nah' i am just kiddin' ya love, 32ND floor.. i know.
Nigel walks into the elevator, he pushes the button to go up to the 32nd floor. It takes a while going up all those floors, Nigel listens to the soft elevator music. The door dings and opens. he walks down a short hallway and opens two double doors into a room with another receptionist.
Receptionist: Mr. Wiggiby is waiting for you sir.
Nigel ignored her just walked in as he was going to do anyway. he opened the door sat down in a soft cushy chair in front of Mr. Wiggiby. he put his feet up on his desk and sat back
Nigel: ya' know sir, of all the top named bands you have, you'd think you'd play their music in the elvata's here. unless you pompas asses have signed so much crap lately that you can't stand the sounds of your own money goin' down the toilet do ya?
Mr. Wiggiby smiled and leaned forward on his desk. he nodded his head to show Nigel all the empty seats. Nigel looked and in a bit of confusion.
Nigel: what are all these empty chairs for?
Mr. Wiggiby: lets wait until everyone else gets here, then I'll explain.
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