From the Top


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 * I don't usually hold open tryouts, but Miho's got a wedding upstate next week, and we need someone to sit in.
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 * It's rough, that kind of short notice. First, you call through your contacts. Which I did. All my usual ringers are booked.
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 * Second? You have people come by the club, listen to 'em play, and hope at least one of 'em's halfway decent.
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 * Usually? They're not. But if it worked with Joe Gardner...
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 * Usually? They're not. But if it worked with Joe Gardner...
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Level 6 "Tryouts at The Jazz Club"
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 * Send Dorothea to hold tryouts at The Jazz Club.
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 * 5, 100
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 * Hah! He REALLY thought he could walk into the club lookin' like a Renaissance fair and playin' like Cliff Edwards...
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 * Trust fund kids, I swear. Buy up a loft in Williamsburg with Daddy's money, and they think they can land any gig they want...
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 * Don't get me wrong. I know talent when I hear it... and I can get into a New Orleans medley as much as the next jazz player.
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 * But if you're really gonna bring a ukulele to a bass audition, I'm gonna assume you didn't read the flyer.
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 * sigh* ... Looks like I'm gonna be here for a while...
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 * But if you're really gonna bring a ukulele to a bass audition, I'm gonna assume you didn't read the flyer.
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 * sigh* ... Looks like I'm gonna be here for a while...
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