“What don’t I do? I’m the headliner, baby. Every night, I give these tourists a show they’ll never forget—assuming they’ve got the taste to appreciate it.”

“This rickety little stage? It’s cute, but I’m thinking bigger. Cabaret clubs, city lights, a residency somewhere people actually dress up for. This festival’s fun—for now—but I’m not gonna sit here playing second fiddle to a pie-eating contest forever.”