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Dai glanced up at the lightening sky, the paleness of the morning giving way to the smog clouded blue of Los Angeles and was grateful for the slight coolness of the air. It was quieter here, a little bit out of the ways of most of the commotion of the city. He sometimes found that he missed Washington and the crispness of the air scented with evergreens, rain and the salt of the ocean when they would go out to their cabin for the weekend and while the rain could at times seem almost incessant he had to admit there was a sort of beauty to the way it hammered against the cold, iron colored surface of the ocean as the waves roared and clashed against the rocks and the cliffs. Perhaps it was simply nostalgia that made him feel this way. He enjoyed the silence for a few moments and then turned to look back to Oliver and nodded once. "She's doing well. Keeping busy, which she likes." When he has spoken to her, she had been finishing up a piece for a client before she started on something she had been wanting to do for an upcoming art show. "She's eager to see how the album turns out." He told Oliver, knowing the guitarist knew how fond she was of the music. When she had been working with them she hadn't had anything bad to say about them - on the contrary, she had been telling him how much she had liked working with them and putting her own as well as everyone else's creativity to good use - it had been a pleasant experience all the way through. And by the end of it she had sounded genuinely fond of Oliver and Gavriel, although she hadn't been able to help but sound a little amused whenever she had first spoken of Gavriel. Admittedly, Dai thought that the vocalist had toned it down a little since he had joined the band and was significantly less flirtatious with her.

As he had started to settle back into silence and his own thoughts, he was pulled back to reality by the sound of a car racing down the road - a black car, he saw as he turned toward the road. He silently wondered if the old saying, "Speak of the Devil and he shall appear." also worked by simply thinking of a person as the car pulled into the driveway and then into a nearby parking space. It only took a moment then for Gavriel Michaelis to step out, looking somewhat tousled but smiling as he grabbed his case with his guitar.

The vocalist shot Oliver a bright smile then. "Perhaps. I got a little a sidetracked last night and lost track of time." He said with a slight shrug and then looked to Dai and then back to Oliver. "Good to see you guys too." He looked to be in good mood despite obviously having been in a rush.

Dai nodded once and looked back out to the road, spying a car starting to approach as Gavriel asked if they had been waiting long. As he had suspected from a distance, it was a taxi and when it came to a halt out stepped the tallest woman that Dai thought he had ever seen. She was carrying a bass case which meant he was pretty sure she was the bassist they had been waiting for. He glanced over at Gavriel whose blue eyes lit with surprise at the realization that she must have at least eight inches on him which then transformed to subtle appreciation - so subtle in fact that if he hadn't been looking for it he probably wouldn't have noticed at all and that quickly faded to his typical friendly expression.

He looked back to Farah, as she introduced herself was and nodded to her as Oliver offered her his hand. "Pleasure to meet you, I'm Daisuke." He told her, quietly.

Gavriel stepped forward and offered her a smile. "Gavriel. It's nice to meet you." He said, simply.