Welcome to Gaia! ::

She entered the room silently, alone. Khahlela was dressed in a deep pink dress that faded to black near the end, ankle length. Her hair, dreaded and styled into a big, thick braid that tickled her shoulder blades. Lela seemed to be losing weight, too. She was getting a model figure effortlessly with her new dietitian. It was good for her image, but she didn't feel like herself.

Of course she was invited. She was here to sing a few songs for the happy couple. She glanced around the room and her brown eyes spotted a few familiar faces. Stan being one of them. She had to figure it out, what would happen to the contracted stars and starlets of the agency. So she walked over to him slowly, saying hello and a polite word or two.

Finally, she got to Stan. "Hello Mr. Patel...." She said softly, offering her hand. "Khahlela Umfula... It's a big surprise to see you!"

"I'm doing quite well! Thank you for everything, Mr. Patel.. Honestly. You gave me my first break. I owe you quite a lot." Lela was earnest in saying this. Meant every single word of it. Giving him another smile, she looked around, feeling out of place.

"I'm sorry to see you go, Mr. Patel..." That, she really was. "But.. what is going to happen to me and the others? Will we still be here? Is this.... one of the name changes but everything else stays the same?" Truly, Lela was curious. And in this industry, it was a bad thing, honestly. If one knew to much, things happened. That's the way it seemed anyway.

Stan Patel
"The status of any clients of Walk of Fame will be decided by whoever picks up the agency. I can't promise anything. Its all out of my hands now," Stan said. He knew this was a question he would be hearing all night long, but he planned his response in advance to make things easier. He felt he shouldn't have come to the event, but there was something important that he needed to take care of, and then say good bye to those that he cares about most in the agency.

Andrew strode into the great white room a tad uneasily, his black top hat pulled over his dark brown eyes. He had a sudden flashback of the last time he went out of his home, when he was watching Trinity Tears and some people got shot. That was forever ago... and now, he had finally convinced himself that it would be safe to leave his home and go have some fun.

Striding past the people crowded by the door, he set his sights on Stan Patel, a grin spreading across his face as he extended his hand. "Mr. Patel," he said warmly. "Andrew Brandt. Just heard the news. It's a shame."

"Khahlela! Why, thank you! I had my designer put it together for me. Its been so long, we have so much catching up to do. How have you been? You look fantastic! Did you get a hair cut?" Ana had missed seeing others from the agency. There were so many people she needed to reconnect with. After all, half of succeeding in the entertainment industry is dependent on who you know, not what you know.

Kacey Cherry
"Oh my god! Brodie Tyler! My BFF!" exclaimed Kacey Cherry as the near-nude musician arrived to the party. She skipped over towards him in a candy and fruit themed dress, followed by her escort for the night who was dressed as a giant banana and was instructed to not speak at all, but simply dance behind her. Why? Because WHY NOT! "You are like so totally near nude! Brodi, this is my friend. He's a banana!" She then turned and licked the banana costume. "I licked a banana - and I liked it!" She then bursted into a hysterical fit of giggles like the insane woman that she was.