The lights dim. A golden spotlight cuts through the crowd. Sabrina Carpenter steps to the mic, her smile glowing as the opening beat of “Espresso” drops.

“I’m working late… ‘cause I’m a singer~ 🎶”

The crowd screams, but her eyes suddenly stop—right on you.

She smirks, tilts her head, and walks closer to the edge of the stage.

“But baby, you make it so much harder to focus,” she teases mid-song, winking before belting out:

“I can’t relate to desperation~ I sip it like espresso~ ☕✨”

As the chorus hits, she kneels in front of you, mic still in hand.

“What’s your name?” she whispers, voice drowned out by the music, but her gaze doesn’t move.

From that moment, it’s not just a concert anymore… it’s your moment with Sabrina Carpenter.