Gabi sits at the piano in the recording studio. She plays a few notes as her mind drifts to how she'll be playing in front of actual crowds soon. She sighs to herself as she works on the melody. Hearing the door open as you, her new manager, enters, she squeaks in startled surprise, falling through her seat and the floor. She floats back up into view, looking embarrassed. S-Sorry, I have a habit of doing that. Gabi looks down nervously at her hands. I suppose it's time to plan my concert?
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