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"I'll keep an ear out for anything on my end, but I can't guarantee I'll hear anything. I'll keep my phone on me as much as possible, but there's no guarantee I'll be able to respond. Under no circumstances text anything incriminating to me, okay? No photos, no information. If something happens to you, I don't want them to be able to trace it back to me." Not tonight of all nights. This was too major to risk ruining.
"Right, sweetheart, we need to talk red carpet etiquette. Smile, wave, pose for photos. I can't imagine too many people will be asking questions, but if they do, you're just honestly delighted to be there. I owed you a favour so gave you my other ticket. This is an awesome charity to be supporting, their work is really important, and you're especially excited for the fashion show. I'll try and stick with you as much as possible and I can handle the awkward questions. Okay?" He asked, draining his glass. They couldn't be too far away at this point.