Devin saw the wheels spinning in the young woman's head and the hand break was starting to falter. He was about to stop her when she took out the whiskey, but felt it wasn’t entirely his place to start monitoring her consumption. Still he planned on closing the mini fridge. That shot of alcohol likely cost over 20 bucks if he knew anything about hotel pricing.  

Talking someone down from anywhere was never really a strong point of Devin’s communication skills. He had already used his one proven piece of advice with the whole focus on one person bit which clearly wasn’t enough to stop the wings from falling off. “Calling in sick isn’t likely allowed. Especially considering the concert is in…”Checking his watch he looked at the time. “Less than 6 hours away.” 

Maybe brutal honesty was the key. “You are right you know. He started. “More than likely there isn’t going to be a single person in that show who bought tickets to see your act. Jason and Beth are the headliners. The pressure is on them to actually bring the show.” He turned and faced the TV which was showing the hotel amenities on a loop.

“Right now you have everything to prove, but nothing really to lose. I am sure people are telling you this is your big break, but the reality is you aren’t being introduced to the world until your first album is released.” Devin had done a bit of reading and learned some of the hard numbers on what opening acts carried with them.

“To be honest you have already gotten ahead of the game. Most of the time an opening act only follows the headliner for a few shows and then is replaced by another local group for another leg. Name recognition is your friend. Don’t blow them out of the water or try to outstage anyone, including yourself. Just go out sing and smile.” He mentally shrugged at his pep talk. Unlikely to make a movie scene, but the numbers made out in his head.

At times Devin’s analytics sort of took over and he talks with numbers instead of emotions. His family and friends say this comes off as weird to most, but it is how many things in life make sense to him. He hoped this at least made sense to Savannah. “Also we should get you something to eat. I don’t know if you have had breakfast or lunch but while it was one shot I am not interested in that being what your breath smells like when we get you to your rehearsal later tonight.