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“Good job, kid.” His eyes are swimming with pride.
“Thanks.” I blink back tears. “That was incredible.”
“Your first solo pitch is always exhilarating. I didn’t expect it to come this soon, but you’re going to be a rock star, Juliet. I’m just glad to have you on our side. Not as an intern, but a real member of the team.”
His term of endearment makes me giggle.
“Speaking of rock stars, did I tell you I met Ryan Knox last weekend?”
“As in, Chaotix lead singer Ryan Knox?” Max seems surprised at my admission.
“The very same. The band pulled my roommate and me backstage after their concert,” I say with a grin. Recounting the sheer ridiculousness of the evening is comical. I leave out the part where I pretended to be an established publicist while analyzing every detail of his persona.
“And did you, by any chance, mention Acton to him at any point during your encounter?” Max asks, a strange look on his face.
“No. Why?” A feeling of unease begins creeping its way up my spine.
“You never mentioned the line of work you were in?” he continues.
“It may have briefly come up,” I say, my voice weakening. “Max, Why?”
He shrugs. “Maybe it’s just a coincidence.”
I want to shake him. “What is? What is a coincidence?”
“Just that the band’s manager put in a call earlier this week. They are exploring new options for a summer tour. We figured they were putting feelers out with all the agencies in the area, though I doubt we have a shot at landing the account.”
I can feel the bile rising to my throat again. Of course, it’s a coincidence.
“O-Oh, really?” I stammer out.
My fingers begin to fidget relentlessly behind my back as I try to hide my internal freakout.
Max nods. “How funny that you meet Ryan, and then they reach out for a meeting? Such a small world.”
Right. A small world.
“We’ve never represented anyone as big as them. I mean, why would they even have us on their list?” I ask.
“I thought the same thing, though after asking around, it seems like crazier partnerships have been made. The band’s business decisions are often quite unconventional. The art from their latest album came from a street artist they discovered while on the road, and I even read that they found their drummer in a dive bar in the middle of nowhere.” He shrugs. “We’d be idiots not to try at least. It could open up an entirely new market.”
My mouth goes dry, and my tongue feels like sandpaper. “You talk as if we have a meeting lined up or something. How are we going to get them even to hear us out? It seems like a shot in the dark.”
Realistically speaking, a band of their caliber wouldn’t even entertain a PR company that didn’t already have clients of a similar range under their belt.
“Oh, we do. Have a meeting that is—Monday morning. As I said, it’s a long shot. But hey, what’s the harm in giving them a pitch?”
I still. “They are coming here? Like, to our office?”
Max laughs. “Of course. Isn’t this where we meet with all prospective clients? I’ve already had Kate work out the catering and clear my schedule. I’ll depend on you to have an arsenal of those home run ideas stocked up, too.”
“What? You want me in the meeting?”
I can barely contain the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me.
“You’re not an intern anymore, remember? Plus, I don’t just want you in the meeting. We need you at that meeting. The fresh way you approach things is very quickly becoming an asset, Juliet.”
I nod, unsure of what to say.
