Not yet

"Who's my next appointment?" you ask your receptionist as you arrive for your work day, not really remembering yourself since you are so busy these days.

"Ms. Tisdale," she tells you as you buzz in Ashley Tisdale, wearing a black and white striped shirt, a black leather jacket (they're popular in Hollywood, you've noticed), and a black skirt showing off her legs.

"How can I be of assistance to you Ms. Tisdale?" you ask her as she sits down on your couch, looking as if she has a lot on her mind.

"The management I have is fine for what my career's been up to this point, but I just feel like I need more now," she tells you as you begin to piece together yet another talent contract, this one to present to a child star-turned Hollywood big shot.

Or, at least that's what she was hoping you could do for her.

After you finally draw up the papers, which appear to be to Ashley's liking, you tell her to make arrangements to meet with you again to sign the papers.

"Can I...see you over dinner some time John?" Ashley says to you in response, clearly smitten with you.

You have no answer for her as she leaves your office, writing her number down for you on one of your business cards as she does.