[[No problem. I understand.]]
Craig Mabbitt
Taking out his phone, Craig looked at his calender, a small digital post-it note was on the date of tomorrow. "S**t! Man, I have a small show down at the local bar tomorrow night. Just me and the guys,"putting his phone back into his pocket as he paused, "Maybe. Just maybe, we can get that old Manager of yours to allow you to change you practice. You could call a few of you friends. Clean this place up a bit and do a small collab show. How's that sound?" His mind raced with ideas. He wanted to get this little collab show out of the way, but didn't want to break a deal like he usaully did. Max had sounded ready for a show tonight, same with Monte and Robert. If the kid was fine with it, Craig could call them to get their clothed-unwasted behinds over to the stadium for a show/jam session. Sounded like a flawless idea to him.
Valentine Fate
A smirk crossed Valentine's face as she watched the camera flashes disappear into the night. Giving a small nod, she looked down at her phone which now layed in her lap. "Come one, Craig. Monte, Max. Maybe Robert. Text already." she whispered quietly to herself as Park seemed to look the menu over.