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to spot.  
    “Gina, I can’t. I’m busy.” He pulled back and stopped in his tracks, making her turn around to look at him.  
    “No, you’re not.  Trust me, this is what you are looking for.”  She gestured her hand as if to wave away his concerns and then looped her arm around his, pulling him forward.  He was easily stronger than her, but he allowed her to lead him since he was completely confused by what she had just said.  
    “Daddy!  This is Logan.” Gina came to a stop in front of a tall, older gentleman who shared Gina’s jet black hair and pale skin.  He hadn’t noticed the similarities before when he had seen Gina with this man during the show due to the distance between them, but up close he knew instantly that this must be her father.
    Shit, is she crazy? Meet the parents already?   Logan thought to himself, bewildered and unsure of what to do.
    “Great to meet you, Logan.  That was quite the performance.”  The gentleman stuck his hand out and Logan accepted the firm handshake.
    “Thank you, sir.”  Logan replied, feeling uneasy and looking between Gina and her father.  There was a slight pause in conversation and then Gina’s face lit up with understanding as she realized that she hadn’t introduced them.
    “Logan, this is my father, Garrett Vile. Daddy, this is Logan Clay. There!  Official introductions over, I’m going to get a drink and let you boys chat.”  She grinned at them and then winked at Logan as she flounced off into the crowd, leaving Logan wide eyed and anxious.
    “My daughter has always been a bit headstrong, but I knew when she first played me a recording of one of your songs that I had to meet you.  I’m from New York New Music, I think you heard I was coming.”  Garrett raised one eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest, assessing Logan whose face suddenly lit up in recognition.   This was the scout!  Gina’s father is the scout?  
    “Oh, wow, Mr. Vile, it’s an honor to meet you.  I’m sorry, I didn’t know the name of who would be coming from the label!  I’m honored that you liked the show!”  Logan gushed and tried to restrain himself, but his excitement was pulsing through him rapidly.  
    “We like to keep a low profile until we hear a singer perform in person.  Recordings never do justice to the real talent, nor do they show stage presence.  Logan, you not only have excellent musical talents, but you owned the stage and the crowd.  That’s the sign of a true star in the making.  I want you to come to New York in two weeks and play for the higher level execs.  Here is my card, set it up with my assistant.”  Garret handed him a small business card and patted him on the shoulder, enjoying the shocked look still on Logan’s face.  
    “I’m going to take you places, son.  Seems my girl has a bit of a thing for you though.  Have to put on my dad cap when I tell you not to hurt my little girl.  Understood?”  Garrett stepped in closer to Logan and his voice got lower.  
    “Oh, hell, of course.  We just met tonight.  There isn’t anything going on.”  Logan fumbled on his words, not sure if he was lying or not because he still had no idea what was going on.  
    “Good, well I will see you in two weeks then.”  Garrett stepped back and the smile returned to his face.
    “Yes, sir! I can’t wait to tell the guys! They are going to be so excited!”  Logan clamored, still staring at Garrett’s business card like it was his golden ticket.  Garrett’s frame suddenly froze and Logan looked up at him to see why.
    “Logan, uhm, this offer is just for you.  Don’t bring the rest of the band.”  Garrett said, a bit uncomfortably.  Logan blinked in surprise and looked toward the stage where his friends were still packing away equipment.  
    “Mr. Vile, sir, we have always played together.  I was under the impression it was for us as a band.  I don’t think I can just leave these guys. They are really good