( diana's stomach briefly drops. this shit's getting to her head already. and no one here probably even knows the name of her band! ( because it's not named in the play but still. ) )

Sorry, babe, I didn't mean to offend if that's your thing. Where I'm from, there's so much of it. Oversaturation. You can tell who's just in it for the money, not the art. And, you know, maybe you can have both, but I'm trying so hard to hold onto the art part of it.

( and there's a shy smile. she tucks a feathered lock of hair away from her face. ) Been on the label for a bit though. Are you ... a hopeful?