One Week Later
Group Text Chain: The Supersecret Official Glitter Bats Chat
Keeley: Just got out of the meeting with Label. I fucking hate these assholes.
Riker: Oh god. What did they want?
Caleb: Do we even want to know???
Valerie: ugh, tell me my mom wasn’t there
Keeley: Oh yes, Tonya was there. I didn’t know she had a Birkin bag.
Valerie: PROBABLY FROM THE ROYALTIES SHE FUCKING STOLE
Valerie: I HATE IT HERE
Keeley: She “accidentally” smacked me with it on her way out the door. Tonya’s a peach.
Riker:
Caleb:…what did she want?
Keeley: She wanted to “make sure we understood the scope of our original contract.” The Label execs really didn’t like when Wade brought up fair use of our music.
They offered to draw up a contract, but then they threw out that we would have to SIGN WITH THEM FOR TEN MORE YEARS before they would entertain that kind of agreement.
Jane: I’m so sorry I’m late, but…excuse me?
Keeley: I know! I’m so fucking pissed. I knew they wanted something, but I wasn’t prepared.
Caleb: We were very clear that was never on the table.
Valerie: Did you tell them to go fuck themselves?
Keeley: Believe me, I wanted to, but I let Wade do the talking. Every time I wanted to say something, I just shoved another one of those Trader Joe’s mints in my mouth. By the time the meeting was over, I went through a whole tin, but it was better than telling them what I really thought.
Riker: So…no go on the masters.
Keeley: Not exactly. Once Tonya left, Wade went into Gina Choi’s office and spent a good hour in there. I know she’s only one VP, but he seemed hopeful they might be open to letting us purchase some rights. He said he’ll send us all an email as soon as he hears something.
Keeley: Oh fuck, Landon’s on his way over. I’ll let you know what he says.