Tiffany: “Well, see, I already have my own shows
booked. A bunch of them. I mean, you have to work
around the dates I already have booked. You know
how it is—I’m headlining my own shows. ͳey’re
already sold out, most of ’em. So, I don’t know what to
tell you, man. I don’t know what to tell you.”
Rumpelstiltskin: “You can tell me yes.”
Tiffany: “I think you really shouldn’t even be talking to
me. You need to be talking to my team.”
Rumpelstiltskin: “But I’m talking to you mrst, because I
want to make sure it’s cool with you before I present
it to your team.”
Tiffany: “Well, you need to present it to my team.
Then if they present it to me in a manner that it seems
like it’s financially feasible, then I will take that on.”
Rumpelstiltskin: “Okay, okay, I will do that. Right
away.”
Tiffany: “Also, I need you to tell my people who’s
putting out on this tour. I’ll need to know that.”
Rumpelstiltskin: “What?”
Tiffany: “Who’s putting out on this tour, ’cause I know
it ain’t me.”