A girl shrieks. Our head whips towards the trapeze, the group of artists excitedly jump up and down with a magazine in their hand. I squint at the title from afar. Celebrity Crush, a tabloid. “Who’s pregnant?!” Timo calls. The girl gleefully bounces. “They’re coming here!” “What?” I say aloud. Every girl speaks at once and I barely uncover the names in their enthusiasm: Ryke Meadows and Daisy Calloway. The reality stars of Princesses of Philly. A famous family. Famous couple. They’re seeing Amour next week.
