Chapter 70: Moring Skype Meeting

Tuesday, January 3rd, Morning

Tuesday Mornings were busy mornings, she reflected as she walked into her office. Her assistant jumped up from her seat behind the desk and looked at her.

"Good morning, Ms. Davis," Samantha "Sam" Walker said.

"Morning Sam, and what did I say about calling me, Ms. Davis?" Brooke Davis said as she paused by the desk.

"Call you Brooke, as Ms. Davis is your mother," Sam said.

"Exactly, so Sam how long have you been working for me?" Brooke asked.

Sam thought for a moment, "About eleven years," she said.

"How many times have I've asked you to call me Brooke?" Brooke asked.

"I've lost count," Sam replied.

Brooke shook her head, smiled, then chuckled a bit, "Okay, so what do I have going on today?" she asked.

Sam reached down for her tablet and pressed a short cut. The schedule opened, and she looked it over quickly.

"It's a fairly busy day today," Sam said, then catching herself, "Brooke. You have a meeting in Conference One, with Ms. Burke and Ms. Adams. You have a prototype display in the showroom, and a few more minor things. Tonight, you have the two Tree Hill versus Masonbourgh Games," Sam said.

Brooke nodded, "That last one is important, are you coming to the game tonight?" she asked.

"I don't know," Sam said, "Okay, this just popped up, Mister Baker wants a meeting with you at the studio for about an hour, about some music video," she finished.

"Which Mister Baker?" Brooke asked.

"It would seem to be both, Brooke," Sam said.

Brooke nodded her head, "Okay, so do I have time to go over to the studio and still make the basketball game?" she asked.

Sam checked the tablet, "Yes, if the meeting doesn't go too long," she said.

"Book it, and contact the two Mister Bakers," Brooke said, and checked her watch, "I'm going to check some emails and please bring me a cup of green tea, I have a feeling I'm going to need it today. Also, don't let me forget my meeting in conference one," she finished and went into her office.

"Yes Ms. Davis," Sam said.

"It's Brooke, Sam," Brooke said and went into her office.

Brooke took a seat behind her desk and started up her computer. For the last few years, she had been thinking about changing her desk to a stand up one. It hadn't happened, yet.

As the computer came to life, Brooke looked around her office. She reached over and picked up a framed picture and looked it over. It was the most recent picture of all her grandchildren, well most of them, Adam wouldn't ever be in a picture with the rest of them. Brooke studied the eight smiling faces, and Brooke sighed and noted only the oldest didn't inherit the Davis brunette hair.

Putting the picture down she turned back to the computer. Brooke logged in and opened her email. After checking and answering several emails, Sam came in and brought Brooke her green tea.

"It's almost time for your meeting, Ms. Davis," Sam said.

"Thanks, Sam, and it's Brooke," Brooke said and took the tea, got up and headed out of her office. She walked through the building and greeted people as she went. Finally, she came to Conference Room One. Stepping into the room she saw a redheaded woman already sitting at the table.

The redhead looked up and smiled. Brooke noted in an unconscious move the redhead flipped her ponytail off her shoulder.

"Morning Brooke," Bobbi-Lee Burke said and set a pair of glasses on.

"Morning Bobbi, so has Trin called in yet?" Brooke asked, as she took a seat at the table and took a sip of tea.

"No, not yet," Bobbi-Lee said, "The system is on and we're logged in."

"Thanks," Brooke said and pressed a button that closed the door of the conference room. "So, Friday will the designs be on my desk?"

Bobbi-Lee nodded, "Yeah, I have most of them in my office," she said.

Brooke nodded, "Good," she said.

The computer started to ring. Both Brooke and Bobbi-Lee turned to the screen, and Bobbi-Lee took hold of the mouse and clicked the answer button. The screen came to life and Trin Adams, in her office in New York City filled the screen.

"Morning Mom, Morning Bobbi," Trin said, "So, first Tuesday meeting of the New Year, and as always an important one."

Bobbi-Lee nodded, "Yes, it is," she said.

"We discussed yesterday a few things I need New York to do. How has that been progressing?" Brooke asked.

Trin smiled, "The tasks have been assigned and they have been working on getting them done," she said.

"Good," Brooke said.

"We've got a number of designs from your group, Mom, but we're waiting on your approval of New York's and Bobbi's designs," Trin said.

"My designs are being submitted for approval this week," Bobbi-Lee said.

Trin nodded, "Mom, how about New York's design?" she asked.

"I've been reviewing them," Brooke said.

Trin smiled, "Good," she said and sighed.

"Okay, as normal you'll be responsible for booking most of the models, have you been in contact with the agencies?" Brooke asked.

"Yes, we have," Trin said, "So, who are you bringing up?"

"So, far I'm thinking Keni and Sawyer. I've asked Brett if she would be willing to do that, as I've said in the past," Brooke said, "I've been thinking about asking Angela and Fallon as well."

"Angela?" Bobbi-Lee asked.

"Angela as in Angela Scott?" Trin asked.

"Yes, she's done the show in the past as you both know," Brooke said.

"I know, I'm just surprised," Trin said.

"It's a thought, Trin," Brooke said, "I don't think we have anything for her anyway."

"Okay," Trin said, "So, anything else going on?"

"Nothing for me," Bobbi-Lee said.

"There's a game tonight," Brooke said.

Trin nodded, "Already? Didn't they just go back?" she asked.

"Yes, and they keep them busy," Brooke said.

Bobbi-Lee laughed.

"Are you going tonight?" Trin asked.

"Sure," Bobbi-Lee said, "My niece is playing."

Trin laughed, "I guess I'm going to tune in tonight," she said.

"I'd say so," Brooke said.

"I might make Wyatt listen too," Trin said.

Brooke nodded, "It's in his blood," she said.

"So, is everything set for your trip here?" Trin asked.

Brooke nodded, "Yes, and we'll be talking more of the details for February," she said.

Trin nodded, "Good, see you then, Mom," she said.

"See you then," Brooke said and watched Trin disconnect from them. Brooke turned to Bobbi-Lee, "You'll have all your designs on my desk this week," she said.

"You'll have them," Bobbi-Lee said.

"Good," Brooke said, "I know you have it under control," she said and winked. Brooke took another sip of her tea and pressed the button to open the door. With a quick smile, she stood up and left the conference room.