The line to get out of venue, was worst than the one to get in. One would think, after years of visiting concerts and living in California- he would know how to navigate these things. But the older he got, the less energy he had to use that celebrity privilege to get out.

"Excuse me." A voice behind him pipped up, that's even he noticed the elevator next to him, the woman trying to squeeze her way through. "Oh shit, my bad."

Adam took a quick step up, reaching a hand out to help guide her- wanting to be gentlemanly.