“You’ve got commitments!” Carl enthused, as if sensing Jasper’s line of thought. “You’ve got fans and sponsors relying on you, Jasper. Don’t you go forgetting that.”
“I won’t,” Jasper felt his shoulders slump from the weight of it all.
“Good,” Carl smoothed down his tie and glanced nervously towards the door to the dressing room.
“She’ll be here in a minute,” Jasper told him. He knew who Carl was waiting on. When Kait arrived, it was his cue to leave.
“She’d better not be the problem,” Carl threatened.
“She’s not the problem,” Jasper sighed, “she’s the solution.”