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Taking control of her own thoughts instead of allowing them to rest three and a half thousand miles away in New York with Ryan, Evony strode through the airport towards the lounge.

She wasn't far from the Servisair Executive Lounge when she saw the band's young tech guy, Dan and Naomi, a journalist Evony had employed to report on the band and gain them publicity walking through the airport to what looked suspiciously like the exit...

"Lounge is that way. Where the hell do you two thing you're going?" Evony asked them sharply, stepping directly into their path and blocking their exit route. Evony had had a long, stressful day and was in no mood for people disobeying her. "Actually, don't answer that. I don't care. Follow me or you're both fired," she said harshly, carrying on towards the lounge without a backwards glance in their direction.

She was relieved to see when she reached it that most of other band members had made it to the lounge as directed, which was quite a feat as many of them hadn't quite worked out how to accurately follow simple instructions yet... She scanned the faces.

"Where's Indiana?" she demanded to know as soon as she realised who was missing. "Sutton, go and find her for me." Sutton was the member she trusted the most to follow instructions. He may just be a simple stage-hand, but for some reason he seemed to get Evony and he'd become invaluable to her. He did a good job at keeping the band in order while she wasn't around. For some reason people just seemed to listen to him and he was perfect to run her errands.

"The rest of you, sit," Evony pointed at the sofa in front of her. She needed all of them together so she could talk to them.

She quickly walked over to the bar. "Vodka and tonic. Actually... Hold the tonic," she concluded. "Oh, and I think you'll find our drinks are on the house due to this airport's total incompetence in baggage handling. Just ask your boss. I'm sure his call from Mr Nixon will resolve any issues surrounding my payment..."

The bartender nodded, slightly wary of Evony. He handed her the drink and she took a long swig. The alcohol burnt down her throat, soothing her nerves. She took a deep breath, finally able to deal with the band now she had a drink in her hand. She turned back to them, walking back to stand in front of the sofa where they'd all gathered.