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Character Portrait: Ashleigh Kennedy Carey Character Portrait: Wendy Collins Character Portrait: Jean-Louis Gage
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Louis had intended to speak curtly, as little as he had to, with Ashleigh, but standing on the stage beside her, he found it near impossible. He gave a soft breath of a laugh, blushing ever so slightly at her offhand comment. It was remarkably casual, seeing as they hadn't spoken much outside of the recording studio. He couldn't sense that her second comment was intended to be caustic, and so it too took him by surprise. Louis looked up from the ground, smiling slightly.

His mouth opened to reply, and perhaps he would have returned what he had deemed to be a friendly gesture, but Terrari began to speak then, and the echo of the microphone was far too loud to speak over. Louis could feel his phone vibrate against his thigh, but by then, Mr. Terrari was beginning to toast, and Louis forced his already-clouded attention on their manager.

Again, he smiled to himself and lifted his own drink in a way similar to Ashleigh while Terrari spoke and lowered it only slightly, out of courtesy, when Ashleigh spoke. He hadn't really expected the microphone after she spoke, and so it too took him by surprise when she looked at him expectantly.

"A...uh...big thank you to you, Mike," he parroted, his gaze flickering about desperately, unable to find someone to find solace in. "For your faith in us...our music." He looked down at Ashleigh and then suddenly, a sense of calm seemed to wash over him. "And to Ashleigh...for giving me a chance, my first chance." Perhaps it was the alcohol, perhaps he knew Wendy was there with him, but he seemed to radiate a new sense of confidence, and as he pulled away from the microphone, he placed an arm around Ashleigh in a make-shift sort of hug. At last moment, he decided to shoot her a wink for good measure. The cameras would like that.

He let his grip fall as he downed the rest of his drink, head beginning to swim as the crowd dispersed. "I've been...good," he said simply, meeting her gaze now. Was it proper to tell her how abandoned he'd felt? How Wendy had swooped in? No, probably not. "And y...?" He started to speak, but then Ashleigh cut in, sounding a bit too forced, a bit too nervous.

If Louis noticed, however, he didn't seem to let her know. Instead, he grinned back at her, tapping his fingers lightly against the glass. "I could go for a drink," he replied, turning and coming almost face to face with Wendy. It took him a moment to process her being there in the midst of the lights, the sounds, and the overall sensory overload he was experiencing.

"Wendy..." he said softly, brow furrowing without him even thinking about it. He was conflicted, all of a sudden, for he had hoped to rekindle things with Ashleigh at least professionally, at most...well, he couldn't tink of that now. And yet he did, and he couldn't help but come off as slightly bitter before Wendy. "I...didn't think you'd be here." It certainly wasn't the reaction she had hoped for, but perhaps that was, yet again, the alcohol's fault. The smell of it seemed to cling to him now, to permeate off of the suit. Wendy's suit.