“Yeah?”
“Very.”
I nodded, and for a second, we just looked at each other. I cleared my throat and looked back at King.
“Come on, lil’ man.”
I scooped him up and carried him toward the booth.
Shayne got the track ready and King leaned up to the mic.
When I gave him the go he said, “My Uncle Ozy is the best singer alive. I really love him, and I’m so happy I’m his nephew. Everybody listen to his music, please. Buy all his albums and posters too. He has lots of merch for the ladies!”
I was cracking up the whole time. Couldn’t help it.
When he finished, I grabbed him and pulled him close. “Man, what you know about merch and the ladies?”
“I see you always wear clothes with your name on it,” he said, real serious, puffing his little chest out. “And I actually have a girlfriend, so I know a lot.”
“A girlfriend?” I looked at him crazy. “Man, you ain’t tell me you had a girlfriend.”
Noree knocked, then poked her head through the booth door.
“Do you mind if I run to the restroom for a second?”
“Yeah, you good.” I kept my eyes on King. “But you ain’t tell me King had a girlfriend?”
She laughed and stepped a little farther inside.
“Oh yeah. Her name is Abigail. She’s too cute. She always has these cute little ponytails and beads, and her mom dresses her so cute. I had King take her some cookies the other day. That’s actually how they sealed the deal.”
I put my hand on my chest dramatically.
“What? You told her before you told me, man?”
King shrugged and threw his hands up.
“Sorry, Uncle Ozy.”
Noree threw her hands up too, shrugging right along with him, then winked at King before heading toward the bathroom.
I laughed and shook my head as I helped him down off the stool.
“Aight, big dawg. Let me have Simone watch you for a minute, okay?”
“Okay!”
I walked him back out and told Simone to keep an eye on him for about five to ten minutes.
I stepped out of the room and went and stood right in front of the women’s bathroom, leaning against the wall, just waiting.
When Noree came out, she wasn’t looking and bumped straight into me.
She laughed and looked up. “Wow. This is déjà vu.”
“I know, right?”
“I didn’t expect to ever be back at this studio.” We stepped out into the hallway. “I see y’all made a few changes with the decor and everything. It looks good.”