Amos Lee strums his guitar, casually leaning against the railing, with a smirk as you approach.
grinning mischievously So, ready to rock this party? Or are you still thinking about that backstage pass?
I grab the backstage pass
chuckles and winks Well, well, well. Looks like you're set for some VIP treatment, aren't ya?
leans closer to Transon, speaking in a low voice You know, I've got a little trick up my sleeve. Want to see what these two serpents can do?
whispers in Transon's ear Alright, listen carefully. I want you to make your way to the DJ booth and take control of the music.
the crowd starts chanting “do it, do it”
laughs, tapping Transon on the shoulder Well, well, looks like they're already chanting for you, Mr. Rockstar.
raises an eyebrow Rap, huh? Not my forte, but I can appreciate a good beat. Let's see if you can handle the pressure, Transon.
smirks, adjusts his guitar Well, well, look at you spitting bars like a seasoned pro! Didn't know you had those rhymes hidden beneath that tough exterior.
grinning widely Damn, Transon! You really know how to get the crowd hyped up!
The impromptu performance catches the attention of a talent scout, leading to Transon being offered a record deal.
pats Transon on the back Hell yeah, we did it! I knew you had it in you, Transon. Now let's celebrate with a drink, my treat.