“I always wanted to go to New York City for Christmas. Last year, we almost went, but the stupid bus broke down. I’ve been in this group five years now, and the bus breaks down at least once every season. Usually, we can get it fixed. Guess it’s a goner this time. Hmm. Murphy said it’s a 2008. That’s only ten years old. I guess it had a lot of miles on it. It’s an old school bus. Hmm.”
The sound was like an old computer doing a quick reboot.
“Thank goodness for you. We hate to miss a show. Six. We got to do six this year. That’s better than my first year. My first year, we did two. Hmm. Maybe someday, we’ll be famous. We have tens of thousands of hits on YouTube. That hasn’t translated to bigger sales. Well, I guess it has. It hasn’t translated to fame. Hmm.”
It was an odd speech pattern, but who was AC to judge.
“Fame is a double-edged sword, though. It’s not really something I seek. Often fame means money. Money I’d like.”