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“I don’t want his apology,” Sophie says. “He insulted me and broke my precious necklace. Oh, I feel like I might vomit blood.” Bryan says, “It’s not my fault your necklace was so low quality it—” Andrea pinches Bryan’s arm, forcing him to shut up. Now she understands why all of his agents quit. “Ms. Johnson, the show is going to begin soon,” Andrea says. “If you like I can help you fix the necklace, and then we can discuss this all after it’s over.” “You look familiar, but I can’t figure out why,” Sophie says. “Are you sure we haven’t met somewhere?” Though Andrea struggles to remember many things, it seems possible that she’s met Sophie Johnson as some fashion show or charity auction. Before she can say anything, the lights flicker backstage and someone shouts a five-minute warning.