The smell of jasmine wafted through the air, as the soft sound of Jazz blanketed Mr. Rossi's office. "I didn't know you like Jazz?" Lily uttered when she entered the room. "I thought you had a visitor?" Lily asked. "Contract signing?"
She elegantly sat opposite to him. A sigh escaped the older man's lips. "Too many changes. He had a lot of demands."
"Really?"
"Hmmm. He is a very well-known artist with millions of followers, so I was already expecting this." He then pressed dialed a number on his telephone. "Hey, can you do something about the smell?" he spoke over the phone before turning towards Lily. "He wants Jasmine tea and Jazz music. He said… it will make him feel more comfortable."
