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Interscope headquarters, October 2015.
A group of suits are waiting in the conference room. Checking their watches. Uncomfortable silence. Lady Gaga is late.
"Guys, don't worry" one of them says. "She said this album is more pop, less art. I think it's going to be fine."
45 minutes later, Lady Gaga arrives in a leather poncho. "A girl is never late, fellas. The meeting usually comes early!" she announces in a fast-talking Mae West voice, thinking she's cleverly old school showbiz.
"As promised, I have a title for you. And as promised, it puts the focus back on pop."
The suits lean forward in their seats, eager, hopeful.
Lady Gaga puts her hands on her hips. Holds the moment. Relishes the suspense. "Without further ado, the title of my new album is POPICASSO! The pop comes first, but the overlapping P shows how pop will always be connected to art."
The suits nod politely. Their lips smile, but their eyes do not. In their minds, they're already thinking of the letter they'll be drafting to inform her that they're letting her go.
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