[ Thinking: tell me this isn't how he answers his business line all the time. Figuring: this is probably how he answers his business line all the time. Pause. ]
Mr. Stark, I'll make it to the point: I heard you'd hired a rock band for your charity event but had no other takers.
If you're still looking, I play the piano.
And before you ask, I wouldn't offer in the first place, if I wasn't any good.
[He raises an eyebrow, rather impressed by the matter-of-fact tone and to-the-point, aggressive agenda.]
I have, yes, been seeking a more classical fit for the evening. I'm still looking, and I've still got plenty in my budget [lol he has no budget] to compensate for your time.
[ Some mild dryness there that says: I'm sure it's definitely NOT for Holiday Party Auditions but whatever works. Whatever works - and keeps Arthur having to suddenly go in for his own baby grand. ]
1PM? 2?
[ He could go earlier but something tells him Tony is not an early riser. Perhaps he's wrong. Better to guess later though. ]
[ Arthur doesn't feel more comment is needed than that until he shows up, which is actually in the space of 12 minutes not 15 but who's counting? He's dressed down as far as interviews go in his opinion - light blue oxford, slacks, and a winter coat. When he enters the lobby, he sheds it immediately, draping it over his arm, then running his fingers back through his hair absently. Then he glances around for Tony Stark. They've spoken before but this is his first time meeting him face-to-face. ]
[Tony arrives a minute later, a glass in hand and looking more or less presentable. He may not care as much about presentation, but he's still a working professional. Sometimes. Or at least he knows how to be one whether he actually cares to do it or not.]
You must be my pianist.
[A sip, and he gestures over to the corner where a grand piano sits on red carpeting.]
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[And the call automatically picks up over his intercom system.]
What is it? Make it good.
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Mr. Stark, I'll make it to the point: I heard you'd hired a rock band for your charity event but had no other takers.
If you're still looking, I play the piano.
And before you ask, I wouldn't offer in the first place, if I wasn't any good.
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I have, yes, been seeking a more classical fit for the evening. I'm still looking, and I've still got plenty in my budget [lol he has no budget] to compensate for your time.
Though I am rather upset I can't get a preview.
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[ Pause, some tapping as if he's keying in something on his device or a nearby machine/computer/whatever. ]
My schedule's pretty open during the day. When'd be good for you? Though, for the record, I don't come equipped with my own piano.
[ Unfortunately 8( ]
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[DICTATES HIS OWN SCHEDULE DAMN IT.]
Stop by City Solutions- the lounge has a piano just for occasions like this.
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[ Some mild dryness there that says: I'm sure it's definitely NOT for Holiday Party Auditions but whatever works. Whatever works - and keeps Arthur having to suddenly go in for his own baby grand. ]
1PM? 2?
[ He could go earlier but something tells him Tony is not an early riser. Perhaps he's wrong. Better to guess later though. ]
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[As much as he wants to hear a preview, he also has a pretty little car crooning for his name.
Preparations? What preparations?]
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I can go earlier, if you want. Afternoon sounds...semi-spoken for.
[ Just intuiting as that's usually what 'sooner the better' implies to some degree. ]
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[WHIIIRRR of some tools]
We'll talk pay, dress, and all that fun heart-warming stuff.
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You're making this sound like an after-school special.
But now's fine. Your lobby in fifteen.
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[ He's actually not kidding. Sweet tooth, this one. ]
And, I'll be sure to make it worth your time.
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You must be my pianist.
[A sip, and he gestures over to the corner where a grand piano sits on red carpeting.]
After you.
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