The L Man's real name is Larry. He ran PR for Avenged Sevenfold- and if he could do anything, it was track down that photo and make it vanish.

As soon as Brian walks in with Lisa on his hip, running his hand over her blonde curls because he just got her to go to sleep after what felt like years of endless crying and screaming on her part, and Jimmy cartwheels in and promptly breaks both the coffee table and the lamp in a flail of limbs- he knows his band's in the shitter for sure.

"I'll get you a new one of those. Y'know...eventually" Jimmy mutters as he sits down in one of the five leather seats that adorn the other side of his desk, just for his band to sit in. Larry takes a look at Brian, who's gently hushing Lisa in another chair, praying he won't start yelling at them and wake her up again.
"Why don't you start by explaining why the hell you have a baby?!" he hisses at Brian, who looks up anxiously.

"She's my little sister. Her mom dumped her backstage at one of our shows, and Dad doesn't give a crap about her- so Lizzy and I are looking after her. Her name is Lisa" he replies, watching as Lizzy and Zacky walk into the room, holding hands.
"Oh yes, the happy couple. What sort of fucked up stunt were you trying to pull?" he yells, and Lisa wails, suddenly waking up. Brian glares at him, and he throws his hands up in surrender.

He may be mad at these dumb-ass kids, but they control his paycheck, so he has to play nice.

Brian gently soothes Lisa, and thankfully, she settles down again pretty quickly.
"It's OK baby, sshh, go back to sleep, good girlie..." he whispers to her and Larry rolls his eyes, looking over at the other four members of the band. They're in the shitter too- but he needs to direct his attention back to carrot-top and Zacky. They're the ones causing him grief.

"Larry, we just need you to get this picture off of the internet- of the face of this earth! Just get rid of it!" Zacky announces as he flops down in one of the chairs, pulling Lizzy onto his lap.
"What's in it for me?"

It's almost like working for a con-artist. Matt pulls out the check from his jacket pocket and slides it across the table.
"Curtosey of Warner Brothers Records, buddy. Don't spend it all at once" he smirks as Larry looks down.
That's a hell of a lot of zeros.

"I'm on it!" he says, leaning back in his chair and happy that the business is finally done. The five men (and two ladies) say their goodbyes and walk out of the office, leaving Larry to wonder why they felt the need to have a group outing to his office. It wasn't that freaky- was it?

Checking that they're gone, he pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and presses speed-dial two.
"Hello?"
"Shannen- baby. Good job getting those pictures. Now, I've got a new assignment for you" he says and his pretend fangirl on the other end of the line laughs, all ears at his new proposition. These people are guliable idiots- they should know better than to trust someone like him.

"There's a baby. Get me pictures- we're taking these guys down from the inside"

***

"BRIAN! BRIAN! WATCH ME DIVE, WATCH ME DIVE!" Jimmy yells from the top of the diving board. They've taken refuge at Matt's house, with his fancy pool. Beers have been broken out, Johnny's already on his fifth, but Brian's trying to stay sober. Lisa is sat on his lap in the cutest little baby bikini that Zacky found somewhere and a white floppy hat that makes her look like the world's smallest movie star.

"Brian! You're not watching!" Jimmy says again, and Brian can't help thinking at how much like a child his best friend is. It's almost like he's a parent.
"I'm watching Jimbo, let's see what you got!" Brian encourages, leaning back on the white deck chair and lifting Lisa up into the sky, grinning when she laughs and shrieks at him.

Jimmy stands stock still on top of the board, with all the grace and elegance of a dancer. He takes three slow, graceful steps forward, jumps, slips on the soaked board and falls back first into the pool below him. It takes a lot of strength to not burst out laughing, but when he comes back up for air by raising his hands in a finishing position, Brian sits up at dissolves into laughter.

"10/10 bravo Jimmy! It was just so graceful!" Lizzy praises as Jimmy steps out of the pool, rubbing his back where he hit the water and pinching a beer out of Matt's hand. He's already bought a load of meat- they're planning on having a barbecue to lighten the mood a little. It's been a rough week, and they could all use a little relaxing time.

"Bwi-Bwi! Swim like duck!" Lisa suddenly cries as Jimmy disappears into Matt's house, and he looks down at his little sister, who looks about ready to crawl right out of his lap and right into the pool.
"OK baby we'll go swimming. Like the ducks, yeah?" he smiles and picks her up, walking over to the pool. He slips in slowly, wincing as the cold water freezes his warm body, and grins when he feels her arms tighten around his neck.

She's scared.

"It's alright, baby, I've got you. I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you" he whispers in her ear, partly so she'll calm down a little, and partly because he means it. He's going to protect her like he's her personal bodyguard. With Lizzy he's got it down to a fine art- he's sure it'll be just fine with his new little sister.
"Wait, Brian! Stay still for two seconds!" Lizzy announces, and runs over, kneeling in front of the two of them with her camera.

"Smile for the camera, baby" he says and she laughs, just in time for the flash to go off. It's a perfect moment, and as she leans back on her heels to examine the photo, Lizzy smiles. This is her family- the dorky guy holding a girl he didn't even know was his sister until a few weeks ago, and a little girl who's smile lights up a whole room.

"Best family ever" she says, just as Jimmy runs out of Matt's house in a kimono and some underwear.
"What do you think guys? This is my new tour outfit! I'll wear it when I sing my version of 'Annie'! THE SUN WILL COME OUT TO---"

"NO KIMONO'S JIMMY!"