Beck stood at the bar with both Josie and her assistant Francisco. Drinking a Martini. She scanned the room for some people to talk to and then went up to a random guy she knew. A couple of days ago, Beck had just arrived in Beverly Shores, all of her suitcases packed right at the doorstep of her new home. It was a warm and sunny day filled with new possibilities. Beverly Shores was a change of pace. It was a place she always visited when helping Josie Montana produce music, so she figured why not, especially since the move could help her figure out what was going on in Josie’s career.
“It’s going to be great.” She said, “You’re going to just love it here.”
While Josie was right, she definitely wasn’t right about how much they would get along or how much time they would spend together. Their “creative differences” got in the way. That was all Beck could say to not hurt Josie’s feelings but she really didn’t want to release that album.
Even if their friendship was on the brink of destruction.
Josie’s ideas were really making her music sound worse. While she understood that her music career wasn’t “serious” it was starting to become too much of a joke.
Beck started heading to the bathroom with a flirty smile on her face, still eyeing the guy. Walking down the hallway with the Martini, she felt someone bump into her as she turned the corner.
Approachable