The rest of the interview passed in a blur of light and sound. Soon I was shuffled backstage, makeup reapplied and dressed smoothed, to be presented to my sponsor. I genuinely wished they could have brought my parents instead. Instead, I was brought before the red-haired boy. 

"Ah... h-hello." I didn't know what to say. "My name's Jetta." I chuckle weakly. "But I guess you know that. Um... What's your name?"