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With her mission complete, Bell was content to chat.

"Anything that isn't county or rap, really," bell said with a bright smile. She'd been in her fair share of musicals from Grease and Hairspray, to RENT and Rock of Ages, and with that you had to enjoy a wide array of music. "I guess if I had to pick, more than anything though, something with a catchy beat that makes me want to dance." Bell could be somewhat hyper in her own right as far as that was concerned.

With a face as bright and cheery as her controller discovery she listened. Although it wasn't something she'd ever listened much to, she did have a few techno favorites on her new laptop, and could certainly appreciate it. She wondered what a musical centered around such music would be like?
The piece finished; "It's certainly hard not to want to dance to it. I feel so full of energy now," was Bell's wide-eyed, cheery, testimony.

"Really!? Wow.." Bell exclaimed. "Well, you seem well on your way there. I thought I knew what I wanted to do with my life but,..." Pause, "things go busy."

Busy was an understatement. Now she seemed like a busy little pawn in a war where she knew very little. The time and dedication she had reserved for theatre, and school sometimes as well, was now used protecting a city that viewed them as harmful gang members or terrorists. Oh, if only they knew...

Despite these thoughts, Bell held on to her smile. It was worth it to protect the dreams and aspirations of people like this, wasn't it?

"Oh!" A thought seemed to suddenly dawn on Bell, and she started digging though her purse. She eventually fished out a business card, "I'm not sure if it would be of any interest to you, but my daddy owns a company that specializes in music-based computer programs. I've never really understood their software or what they do really, but they sometimes scout for people to test their products. I'm sure they'd be more than happy to send you something if you tell them the boss' daughter told you about it," Bell beamed and handed the card over, "And if they give you any trouble, my number is on the back."

it was kind of ironic that such a technologically challenged girl would have a father in the technology business, but hey, when life gives you lemons,... wait...there had to be a better analogy....

Oh, Bell was pretty sure the company would send over their latest little project, of not something sitting in the warehouse. Bell didn't usually hand out those business cards all willy-nilly, so it wasn't like it was some sort of habit that was really costing the company any money. Goodness knew their products were already so over-priced that it wouldn't matter.

"Bell," She refused to use her actual full name. 'Belladonna' was just...eww, "Bell McMahon." As if her last name weren't obvious. After all she had said that her dad was the big boss of McMahon Software. She had long since made a mental note of his name. Name tags were such a nifty thing!

Bell nodded, "Not a problem, and thank you."

Bell headed to the door with a bit of a pep in her step. No doubt she'd be keeping her phone nearby for the next few days. Hoping for a call? Hmn, maybe. The door gave it's mechanical ring as she exited, much more pleased with this trip than she thought she'd be.