Tasmyn Blake walked to the window of her hotel suite. She couldn’t believe she was standing on the 20th floor of the Tropicana Casino & Resort looking out at the Atlantic Ocean. She was the manager for The Monkees, which she also had a hard time believing. There were here at the Tropicana for a two-week engagement. Out of all the people they could have chosen as their new manager, they decided on her. She had grown up on their music and with their television show. They were the main reason she wanted to get into the music scene. When she discovered that she had no musical talent, she decided to go in on the business side. She was 28 years old and had no experience at being a manager but she had a lot of fresh ideas and that’s why they chose her.
She walked back to the bed and continued unpacking her suitcase when there was a knock on the door. She opened it to find Micky Dolenz and Peter Tork both outfitted with sunglasses and baseball caps. “Hi!” She smiled.
“Hey, how come your room is bigger than ours?” Peter playfully pouted walking in and looking around.
“Because she’s the manager.” Micky answered following him. “You unpacked, Tas?”
“Nope, I’ve been staring out the window. I can’t believe I’m really here.” She beamed.
“Believe it, kiddo.” Peter laughed.
Micky grabbed her arm. “You can unpack later, come with us to the boardwalk. We’ll get some salt water taffy and rot out our teeth.”
“What about Davy and Nez?” She asked grabbing her purse.
“Davy is already cruising the bar for chicks.” He answered with a chuckle. “And the last time we saw Nez, he was involved in deep thought with his laptop computer.”
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