“Miguel. I’m fine. I don’t have a concussion because I’m not Charlie. I’m her identical twin sister, Cass. The day Charlie got her concussion and came here to see you and get treated, she also called me for help.” She paused to take a breath. “You’re right that the concussion was serious. Charlie lost her sense of taste and smell, and she didn’t think she could do her job properly. So, she called me. She asked if I would switch places with her until Sweet and Salty wrapped for the season. I came to L.A. and . . . pretended to be her.”
