Ellis was glad to be back. Although, there were plenty of gigs lined up in the days ahead with the band.
Still, it was best to be in his own bed and embracing the silence.
But, there was Louis to contend with, back at the recording studio.
"You know, you're my right hand man." Louis assured him with a smile. "I knew you had it in you, to go the distance." Louis told him that he hadn't let him down. "Aren't you proud of yourself?"
Ellis wasn't so sure what he was suppose to be proud of. He hated the mosquitoes and other bugs while camping.
"I was never in Boy Scouts, you know." Ellis still found the conditions a little harsh. There were times, he wondered if he'd ever get a bath. Oh, how he was happy for the little things in life. Like, a real bathroom.
"Well, I never took you for one of the lost boys." Louis chuckled. He settled down at his desk and gave Ellis a schedule to look over. It looked as if the band was going to make an album.
"I want you to look over the arrangement for the playlist and every song..how it should be played." Louis told him with a nod.
Ellis' eyes lit. He'd never had this much to do when it came to producing music. He'd have to think about this. He nursed his bottom lip, knowing he couldn't do any of this without collaborating with Derrick and Bo. A part of him wanted to ask why Louis was doing this to him. It would be a headache. Ellis was most certain.
"Relax." Louis' smile was open as he looked at Ellis, ever so congenial. He cleared his throat then. "Oh...yeah, before I forget, I met the president of your fan club."
"What?" Ellis winced hard, thinking that was totally ridiculous. It was the first he'd heard of it.
"Well, you've made an impression on some one." Louis shrugged with delight. "She wants to have lunch with you."
"Lunch?" There went Ellis' face with disgust.
"Don't worry, I'll go with you." Louis slightly chuckled.
Ellis' frown was in a pout.
Just when he thought his tension headache was gone for good, it slipped back as if it had no place to go.