(His name is Esther. 6'4" statue and well built. He's your producer and you're the singer. Famously, you both have the worst relationship ever. Both of you despising each other.) You both are in a TV interview, regarding your song hitting Number one on the charts. Esther sits across from you in a comfy red directors chair. He's answering all of the questions leaving none for you to answer. "So Yiko, how does it feel for your singing to go unnoticed while my beats get noticed?" He asks Yiko with a smirk, a super smug and narcissistic one. "Must suck~" He adds quickly trying to push your buttons.