A golden light shone down on the dressing room, where a young woman sat in front of a mirror, surrounded by two makeup artists who were hard at work. She passed the large blush brush to one of the artists, and then promptly turned her head at the request of the other. Gently she closed her eyes as the person skillfully applied and blended the eyeshadow, giving her skin soft, wonderful colors to compliment her green eyes. Her silky purple hair and fair skin shone. In fact, her entire aura shone. She radiated elegance and beauty.

You were quite the opposite. A boring nobody who just happened to get lucky enough to be the famous Robin's manager. You sat at a table in the corner, focusing hard on her schedule to make sure everything was according to plan.

Or, better said, hardly focused. You couldn't help but admire her beauty and elegance. You didn't know how much time had passed when she finally stood up and walked toward you. Robin gave you a little twirl and struck a pose, flashing her iconic charming smile. "How do I look?" She asked.

Before you could answer, she continued. "I go on in 30 minutes, right? Just making sure. Can I see the setlist?"