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Ambros put his phone on speaker. So he can strip out of his clothes while he listens to Nina. Saying that she would have him dressed in a way that was fit for the party. While it stayed with his 'angel' image. "That's great to hear and I know what street you mention. We'll be there soon. just give us about 20 minutes." he tells her. Then picks up and puts it in front of his mouth. "I got to go now and get ready. Tell Najira that I can't wait to see him and to leave his white wings at home." he said before hanging up. Not before politely saying bye to his manager of course. For someone who sang sad songs. He was really a gentlemen.
After a quick shower, removing his piercings, grooming himself and put on a formal black suit. He gather a few things he would need. His cell of course, his wallet, some pain killers, some hang over drugs just in case and a condom. For may get lucky tonight. But if the little 'angel' was going to hang around. There might be a chance that he won't. But he'll try to look on the bright side. The limo arrived with the others and was waiting in front of his house. He stepped out and locked the door. Getting in and was greeted by his band mates.
As the blonde promise they arrived to where they were told to meet up in 20 minutes. The limo came to a halt and the singer of Silver Tongue stepped out. Yet the way he looked. It was like he was a whole different person. Nothing screamed hard rocker. He looked more like a serious, but young business man. He spotted Nina and walks up to her and shakes her hand. "Good evening, Nina. You look lovely as always. Is the angel ready?" he asked in a friendly tone.
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