“Scott… Scott, you've got to be kidding me! There is no way I can play here; it's a Barnes and Noble for Christ's sake. The over 50 set skimming through the latest James Patterson novel isn't exactly the type of audience I was going for. I never should have let you talk me into this stupid tour.” Grayson Hendrix could hear crackling through the receiver of his cell phone, however he suspected that it was his manager crinkling a candy wrapper in the in the effort to get him off the line. “Grayson babe… You have to trust me. You have to trust that you and I are on the same conceptual wavelength. I totally have your best interests at heart. Listen, I have another artist coming in a sec, so we have to wrap this up.” “Hey wait a minute, I thought I was your only artist. What the crap is going on?” “Well, um… He just walked in. Got to go bud...
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