She looks surprised. “That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
“You don’t want to tell me how the studio should still be on the table?”
“I want to,” I admit.
Her eyebrows lift.
“But I’m not going to. Part of me still wants to explain how good the place could be for you. The better part of me knows that’s not what you asked for.”
She holds my gaze, then nods.
“What kind of person would be good at all that?” I ask.
“Someone organized. Quick. Good with people, but not too soft, because people ask ridiculous questions. Someone who understands social media. Someone who can take direction but also catch stuff I miss. Someone who likes the business enough to care.”
I shake my head and laugh.
“What?” she asks.
“I know somebody.”
Her eyes narrow. “Who?”
“Don’t say no immediately.”
“That’s a terrible opening.”
“I know.”
“Who is it?”
“Zea.”
Lily goes still for half a second. “Zea?”
“She’s organized when she wants to be. She’s on every app known to man. She has opinions about everything. She already likes you and Lit with Lily. She wants a job, and she needs something productive to do besides bullying me full-time.”
Lily blinks, then laughs. “She would give herself a title, wouldn’t she?”
“Assistant Director of Vibes.”
Lily points at me. “No, that’s actually good.”
“Do you want me to call her?”
“Yes, but just to ask if she’s interested in an interview.”
I pull out my phone and call Zea on speaker. She answers on the third ring.
“What did you do now?”
I close my eyes. “Why is that how you answer my calls?”
“Because you usually did something.”
Lily presses her lips together.
