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Paul blinked as the last of the mist disappeared, wondering if he was seeing his surroundings wrong. What was he doing in his own 厨房 in Scotland when he was supposed to be in New York saving John? Had the time travel even worked? For one brief, heart-stopping moment, Paul thought it hadn't and that all his excitement over the past few days had been for nothing, but then he realized the 厨房 looked a little different. The furniture wasn't positioned exactly the same as it had been and the towels hanging up weren't the same ones he'd left that morning. Even the clothes Paul was wearing...

Brian was the first person the Beatles told of their newfound band name, and he was quite pleased about it. "'The Beatles' is a great name, lads - it's catchy and unique. And it helps to have something to call you. I've just had an inquiry about a 秒 演出, gig for you!"
It turned out that one of the students at the high school where the Beatles had played last night had a father who managed a pub with nightly entertainment. As his enthusiastic daughter had spent half the night talking about how wonderful the band at her high school's dance had been, her father had decided to call up their manager...

Stunned silence, and then the four lads burst into various cheers.
A 演出, gig tonight! Their first 演出, gig - well, not really their first, the boys saw the department-store 演出, gig from last 月 as their first, but their first one that their hosts actually wanted them to play! "Where are we going?" cried Winston happily.
Of course, 由 now his bandmates all knew the answer. "To the toppermost of the poppermost!"
Brian was looking very pleased for the lads. "Your 演出, gig starts at eight tonight, so I'll be here at seven to drive 你 over; as I'm your manager, I'd like to come along and see how 你 do. Have you...

It was a pleasant-faced man with wavy dark hair, holding a number of records in his arms. The lads had been right to think he was young - he didn't appear to be much older than twenty - but there was a professional air about him all the same. The four bandmates wondered who he was, but the store manager asked the 问题 first. "And who are you?"
The young man shifted his records to one arm and pulled out a card from inside his suit. "Brian Epstein, record 商店 owner and 音乐 manager." He handed his card to the store manager, who examined it with a slight frown. "I'd rather 你 didn't arrest...