"Kristy, Ari's waiting for you. "
I sighed. "Send him in Siri"
I started typing. Ari was a client I worked for keeping his bank statements doing his tax work and so on. He was in this band thingy with these weird dudes. I mean, they have to be weird. Who names themselves the Smeezingintons ? Not I says one of the most professional women I know. Me.
That didn't matter though. All that mattered was that I had my check from him every two weeks along with every other client I had. About three hundred to be exact. I don't know how I kept up with them all, but if they had a net worth like Ari, it wouldn't be that difficult.
Ari walked in. Wearing blue ripped True religion jeans...who the hell rips true religion? and some kind of blue and green plaid vest, arms baring, looking like a country skinny farm boy. I tried not to laugh. He looked at me.
"Something funny babe ?",he asked.
I sighed. "Can you not take a hint ? I'm not your "babe" ", I said relaxing in the chair. "But your kind of hot, so I'm going to call you that", he said smirking. I rolled my eyes.
"As long as I get my paycheck Mr. Levine", I said typing some things in my computer.
"Well, you should come hang our with me and the boys. ", He said smiling.
"Definitely not. I have no intention of hanging with your "boys". Aren't they supposed to be men?", I said smirking slightly. He laughed and nodded. "Men or boys you'll love them any ways. "
"I decline. "
"Well, you can't decline if they were to become your clients. ", He said. I looked at him. "Individually of course, but they are very interested. "
I smirked. "Well, business is a whole 'nother story Ari. Who are these "boys" of yours?" he rubbed his hands together, and his veins tensed up, and I put one hand down to my area...that was kind of hot. I shook myself before I was in my underwear.
"The one you meetings name is Bruno Mars. ", He said.
"Sounds like a fucking candy bar"
"Awh he's sweet all right DeLano", Sri said smirking the same smirk he wore on his face.
I sighed. "Just bring him in"
"BRUNO !!!!"
