It took a minute for Jasper to realize that he probably looked like a fool as he stumbled over to her. But in his line of work, finding talent was hard and it was even harder to hang onto said talent. She seemed a bit timid so pressuring her probably wouldn’t be the best route to take and that wasn’t him or his style to begin with. “For all it’s worth I think you did a wonderful job.” He said with a nod as she excused herself to get back to work.

Picking up clients at random locations is like trying to pick up women, sometimes you fail horrible and sometimes you take home a piece of gold. This time Jasper walked to the bar and took a seat staring ahead through the glasses and into the mirror. She was good, really good and with a vocal couch she could be great. The man sat in the chair staring at first into the mirror in front of him then back down into his beer mug. If he kept drinking he’d look like a drunk who’s blabbering some nonsense or trying to get into her pants because she had a beautiful voice. Flagging down the bartender he asked for an order of French fries and some barbeque sauce along with a soda. 

After giving it about a half an hour and paying his tab he approached the girl once again, “Hi, me again.” He said innocently as he pulled his glasses from his face and slipped them back into his pocket. “This is probably going to come across as some horrible pick up line but I’m a talent agent and I’d like to learn a bit more about you. Here.” With that he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. In doing so he pulled out a sleek looking business card and placed it on the table. “Here’s my card. You can come by at your earliest convenience and see me at the office or schedule an appointment for us to meet somewhere with my secretary. You name the time and the place and I’ll be there. With a little bit of practice you could easily go far and I want to help. Have a good night… Penelope.” He said reading a name tag before giving her a small wave and heading out the door.

The morning rolled around and like clockwork the man was back in his office at 9am in a pair of black slacks with a brown dress shirt and jacket. He stood the large window overlooking LA, it was a beautiful sight to see and growing up in the city he could appreciate the beauty of the city that some hated so much. His mind traveled back to the girl from the bar, hopefully she’d call or show up but who knows…