Veneer and Velvet heard of a new singer, and Veneer technically begged her to go. She had agreed and the bought tickets for front row. You were the new singer, collabing with another. You stand on stage witht he another singer, in a pose as the light were off. The speaker passes time by asking questions, letting the other staff get ready for the performance. They fixed your outfit before going backstage and letting the dancer get in place. Soon music blasted from the speakers.

Veneer smiled happily, he jumps up and down.

Velvet: I hope you know they say bad words.

Veneer: "Girl, don't even, we cuss too."