"Okay Ziza, take five," Hakim said.
Ziza replaced her guitar on it stand then stepped out of the booth for fresh air.
She was slowly sipping on her water and absorbing her vocal coach's assessment when Zach suddenly burst into the room turning a few heads in his direction. The man seemed like a child's first time in a candy shop.
"Sorry," he acknowledged Shira, Ziza's coach and said, "You will not believe this kid."
"What happened?" Ziza couldn't help his infectious mood.
"I set up a gig for you with one huge artist in the industry. You won't believe who."
"What? Who? Please tell me." The name he uttered next almost had her fainting where she stood.
"P!nk." He said. There were gasps and cheers all around the small room, but Ziza couldn't be more oblivious to them. She struggled to believe her ears.
"Wha-what? How did you pull it off so fast?" Ziza asked.
"I've been trying to get ahold of her manager for some time now, for future collaborations." Said Zach.