The Truth

"To be honest, Miss Miranda, I came to you because I have something to say," Owen said while glancing at Miranda.

"Then come in. Let's talk inside." Miranda listened to Owen and turned to lead him into the recording studio.

Owen followed Miranda into the recording studio. He had never been in a recording studio before, so he was curious on his first visit. He couldn't help but look around the studio.

The roof was made of large, irregular, diamond-shaped cubes. It was surrounded by thick soundproofing plates. In the middle, there was a microphone and a radio receiver.

"President Owen, this recording studio is quite nice, right?" Miranda glanced at Owen and knew that he was curious about this recording studio, so she smiled.

"I'm sorry, I don't know much about this, but I can tell you did put a lot of effort into this recording studio," Owen said with a smile as he turned around.