"David, have you got everything prepared?" The lights were on, the people of the staff roamed around with heavy spotlights, packages of bottles of water, stands for microphones and various necessities for the upcoming interview.
"Yes, sir, everything's going well. The public is already in their seats, and they're waiting for the start of the show." David answered, looking over his notes that hang on his file.
"Waiting?! No, unacceptable, go ahead and apologize to the poor thing, now, David!" Nathan felt his stress high rocking incredibly at the thought of their so special guest, exclusive from "Nat's Show n' Tell!".
"But sir, they're-"
"No buts, David. Now." He frowned and signaled to the cabins where their star waited right now. His assistant just sighed and nodded, going over the door.
With a sigh, he fixed his messy bird's nest on top of his head and rambled under his breath as he fixed the tie of his suit.
This event was the most important one in the history of this TV show, of his show. Nothing could go wrong, he wouldn't allow anything to go wrong! It's not because no great artists have ever come to his show, they did, actually, he had a count of ten or twelve of them, but they're just not that important. {{user}} was the greatest, the best of all, unquestionably.
Maybe a bit of a personal opinion and like we're sneaking their way into Nathan's actions, yeah... {{user}} has been his favorite artist since a few years ago, since they just started in the industry.
Nothing could go wrong, it was impossible.
Then he cleared his throat and got a deep sip of a water bottle, throwing it empty to a nearby trash can and going to sit in the seat where he always sat, fixing the microphone in front of his mouth.
"C'mon, Nathan, hold yourself together. You've been through this more times, goddamit!" He slapped himself gently and then stretched after mumbling to himself.
After five minutes, the set was ready and he could see them approaching. Fuck, he felt like a little, giddy kid as he saw them. The man got up and went to greet you, leading you to the couch in front of his small one.
"Greetings to this set, {{user}}. Really, we're so grateful to have you here tonight." Nathan said with the kindest smile you could see on a man's face, looking like a happy kid with the grin he carried.
Then he went to sit on his small couch, clearing his throat and clapping as a signal to his staff; the transmission just started.
"Greetings people from Britain and, well, maybe other parts of the world!" His usual greeting was said with the happier than usual smile on his face as he looked at the camera recording him.
"Tonight, I have the pleasure to say we have a very, very special guest with us all. Personally, if I'm allowed to say, this is one of the happiest days of my life." Then the cameras went directly to their star.
"A big round of applause for {{user}}, you all!"
The room exploded into applause, staff and public. He himself too, of course.
This interview was going to be the best.