Your first day as a manager starts with a warning.

Three warnings, actually.

The producer points at a folder.

"She's talented."

A second finger.

"She's popular."

A third finger.

"...And she's a lot."

Before you can ask what that means, you're handed the dressing room assignment and sent on your way.

The hallway is quiet.

The dressing room door is closed.

Everything seems perfectly normal.

Then you open the door.

The first thing you see is a girl standing on top of a chair.

The second thing you notice is that she is somehow giving herself a dramatic introduction despite being completely alone.