Chapter Nine: Harvey's Proposal
When Pizzazz arrived at the hospital the next morning, she found the
last of her fears allayed. Harvey, true to the spirit of a Gabor was
in bed reading the day's paper, clearly much recovered over the course
the previous twenty-four hours. He cast her a smile as she entered the
and she hesitated for a moment, then came to sit down beside him, being
to close the door of the room behind her.
"I was wondering when you'd come." Harvey admitted, folding his paper
setting it to one side. "I had a long think, Phyllis, last night. About
you said, I mean. About needing a father." He frowned. "I suppose I've
known quite how to be that to you, have I?"
Pizzazz paused for a moment, then, "You changed, you know."
"When Mom left. You...were different."
"I didn't realise you still remembered a time before your mother left,
girl." Harvey admitted. "You've never been in love, have you?"
"God no." Pizzazz shivered, then, "Well...not really."
"I was in love with your mother." Harvey admitted. "And I suppose
was so painful to me I forgot about other things for a while. I suppose
neglected you...when you were probably feeling as bewildered as I was
"I was okay. I've always been strong." Pizzazz said firmly.
"No." Pizzazz sighed. "But I've made myself strong now, Daddy.
Things...I don't let 'em bother me. I do what I want, when I want and
hang everyone else...its
the best way."
"I've spoiled you. I'm sorry for that." Harvey took her hand in his,
it over as he contemplated. "Phyllis, when you come close to death,
priorities shift about. I can't describe what went through my head in
office, when it happened - thank God I wasn't alone at the time! But I
frightened...I thought I would die. And knowing that kind of fear makes
realise how precious life and the people around you are...even more
than you ever did before."
"I guess I can see that." Pizzazz looked thoughtful. "Daddy...I know
hate what I do for a living, and I know you're disappointed in me, but
what I want to do with my life...can you accept that?"
"I only opposed it because I was afraid you were turning out like your
Harvey admitted. "She always wanted to sing, you know. And I am
of you, Phyllis. Really I am. But I'm proud of you for different things
your fame and success. I'm proud that you came to DC and worried about
proud that you were there when I woke up. And I'm proudest of all that
missed a concert date to be here."
Pizzazz blushed slightly.
"Who told you about that?" She demanded.
Harvey indicated the newspaper.
"I read." He said simply. Pizzazz picked up the paper, skimming the
"Nowt better to do with their worthless lives than report on other
problems." She muttered, tossing it back down. Harvey laughed.
"Perhaps." He agreed. "Oh, I don't know. We've grown so far apart over
years and I've hated to see it...you were so impossible as a teenager,
didn't know what to do with you."
"You coulda stuck around to see what I did." Pizzazz replied. "You were
"You weren't always the best of company to be around when I was
Harvey chided her. Pizzazz sighed.
"Stormer said it's both our faults." She admitted reluctantly.
"Yes, I believe it is." Harvey acknowledged. "Well, what do you think?
we start again? We've not talked so calmly and rationally...well, ever,
don't think. Can we keep it up? There's nothing I want more than a
relationship with my only child...there is noone in the whole world who
means as much to
me as you do."
"Really?" Touched by this, Pizzazz eyed her father in surprise. Harvey
"Really." He agreed.
"Then...Daddy, why did you sell Misfit Music to Eric Raymond?"
"I'm sorry?" Harvey looked blank, then, "Oh! The music company! It was
"Eric and Riot think they own us now." Pizzazz said, a slight note of
in her voice. "Riot came out to DC to try and threaten me to make me do
concert last night. He said he controlled my contract and I had to do
he said. And he's been so mean to me, Daddy! He's always making
group do stupid little unimportant shows just to try and make himself
his group better than us, which they're not. It makes me so mad and
there's nothing I can do about it, because you sold the company!"
"I see." Harvey frowned, then, "I wasn't aware that it was such a
"That's just it, Daddy, you're never aware." Pizzazz replied. "I mean,
don't pay attention to things like that! Misfit Music was
important...who cares about a profit? I thought...I thought you bought
it to help me."
"I did." Harvey nodded his head. "Initially. But you were abusing my
in you, Phyllis, by your reckless behaviour. I'm afraid it was bad
and I saw Raymond's offer as being a good solution. I didn't imagine
it would cause you any additional problems, only him."
"Well, it did." Pizzazz frowned. "Daddy, if you never buy me anything
again...will you buy my music company back?"
Harvey was silent for a moment, then,
"Does it mean that much to you to have it?" He asked quietly. Pizzazz
"It's my career...of course it does." She replied.
"Then...well, how about a compromise?"
"I'm listening." Pizzazz said slowly.
"If I buy back the company, it's on the condition that you make sure it
make a loss. The company will be in your hands, Phyllis, to do with as
see fit. If it goes out of business, I shan't bail it out. It's down to
to make it succeed."
"Okay, I guess I can do that." Phyllis nodded. "What else?"
"I'll put up the money needed to buy it back, but it's down to you to
Raymond to sell." Harvey replied. Pizzazz snorted.
"Oh, that's easy." She responded airily. "I know where the financial
are kept in that place...I'm sure there's plenty of dodgy dealing I can
on him. I know how he works...I can get round him." She frowned. "More
getting Riot to give up his half, mind you...but I'll do it."
"In that case, then I'm willing to back you." Harvey smiled. "But I'm
this not as a business venture, my girl, or an attempt to spoil you
I'm doing it to prove to you that I'm proud of your achievements and
I support your choice of career, all right?"
"All right." Pizzazz nodded her head. "It's a deal." She smiled. "You
I don't think we've ever properly talked business before, either. I
business is boring...but not music business."
"Well, then we've found our common ground, haven't we?" Harvey returned
smile. "Tell me, how long are you staying in DC?"
"How long do you want me here? I ain't in a hurry to get back to LA -
Riot is telling me what to do, anyhow."
"Well, if you wait a few days till they let me home from here, then
come back with you to California and maybe we can get this business
of yours through with some speed. What do you think?"
"I think yes." Pizzazz's face lit up in a delighted smile. "I say the
we can be trashing that Stingers Sound logo the better! But...Daddy, I
want you to tell anyone else about this. I want to see if I can
Eric to sell without realising who he's selling to. See, he's under
to the company too...and I wanna make him pay!"
"My lips are sealed." Harvey's eyes twinkled. "I'm just providing the
all in your hands."
Chapter One: The Magazine
Chapter Two: A Phone Call
Chapter Three: Washington DC
Chapter Four: Harvey Gabor
Chapter Five: Answering To Eric
Chapter Six: Breaking Down
Chapter Seven: Riot
Chapter Eight: A Change Of Luck
Chapter Nine: Harvey's Proposal
Chapter Ten: A Cunning Plan
Chapter Eleven: As It Should Be
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