Summary:

"We need a bassist. We don’t have a lot of options, so if Shane can keep up, he’s got the gig. I’m pulling rank as the frontwoman, sorry.”

Ilya could tell she was serious and sighed heavily.

“I am telling you, Shane Hollander is never going to be able to keep up with me.”

Ilya and Svetlana's local indie punk band is short a bassist, and Shane Hollander seems to be available, but Ilya hates the guy. You can probably guess what happens next.