"Stop being busy with this, hurry and prepare an open-air music festival. I'll let the girls know in a bit and ask them to sing whatever they want. By then, we can just manage the mood and atmosphere. How about Cart, can you handle the props? I am about to inform them."
Jamesmin Mitchell got up, but felt somewhat embarrassed to talk to them face to face. So, sighing lightly, she eventually informed them via the group chat on her phone instead.
However, while anxiously waiting, she didn't want this plan that she had just come up with to go to waste.
Aria Grant was eating and scrolling on her phone. She wanted to text George Flack, asking him to learn a thing or two as well since he had tasted the food that Scott Ward had made at noon. He must have had a taste, so he should have some feeling for making these dishes now, right?
But before she could send the message to George, she saw the message mentioned by Jamesmin Mitchell to everyone in the chat group.
