“Wait, where’d Maureen go?” Hai asked, looking around. “Isn’t she part of your set?” “She’s in the bathroom getting ready. She’s a real artiste when it comes to what she does, trust. We got this.” Hai was glad to see a calm come over her. “Now go out there and enjoy the show, rook.” BJ tapped him on the chest and winked. “We’re about to make Stone Cold Steve Austin look like Mr. Rogers.”
