Jesus, between my choir's autumn concert, as well as performing in my local theatre society's musical comprised of songs from past shows we've done and future shows we're hoping to do if we can save our town's theatre from being demolished, this has been a pretty manic two weeks for me.

Here's a nice chapter to compensate!

By the way, I've officially posted some art of Steff on my Tumblr page you can check out!


Fuelled by pure untamed excitement, Steff took a mere ten minutes to shower, get dressed and wolf down her breakfast. Only slowing down to let her moms give her a good luck kiss, she sprinted out the front door and flagged down the first taxi she saw. She didn't stop jittering in her seat until her transport pulled up to the Moon Theatre at exactly 8:45am.

Once she had paid the driver, Steff's eyes popped open at the sight of hundreds lined up along the sidewalk leading to the theatre doors, many holding the same orange flyers from yesterday. Adjusting her glasses, the skunk stepped out of the taxi and made her way to the back of the line on the corner, right as a few more instantly joined her. Leaning her head out, she could see animals of all sizes either practicing their singing under their breath, posting about the event on their phone or chatting excitedly to whoever was next to them. A news truck had already arrived outside the theatre, camera crew at the ready.

Fifteen minutes passed slowly before the skunk finally made her way up the carpeted steps and into the foyer. She gazed in wonder at the polished wooden frames and towering stone pillars around her.

Nice digs. She thought to herself. The line mercifully moved a little quicker inside the foyer before Steff found herself face to face with an elderly lizard with a bullhorn and a very wonky eye. Beside her stood a beaming koala in a snappy blue suit, whom Steff assumed was this 'Buster Moon' she had heard about in the line. Steff took a step back as the lizard waved her clipboard in front of her nose, her carefree smile never wavering.

"Okay, young lady, could you sign your name and song choice please?" She asked, holding out a pen in her other shaky hand. Taking them both with a polite smile, the skunk scrawled in an empty column on the paper before handing them back to her. She then made her way through the grand amphitheatre toward backstage, looking around in awe at the sheening red velvet adorning each towering wall as she did so. The stage's cloudy backdrop was illuminated by a dozen spotlights.

Making her way past the curtains, Steff arrived in the backstage area. Many animals were waiting for their audition in the glass rehearsal spaces, either standing, leaning or sitting and chatting with anyone next to them. She squeezed through the jungle of legs and made herself comfortable on a lone chair near some background props.

After almost two hours of waiting, passing the time by either reading texts from her parents wishing her good luck or playing on a monotonous gaming app, she finally stood up again and made her way through the door leading to the wings.

"Steff, over here!"

The skunk's ears pricked up, turning toward the source of that familiar voice. Amongst the animals spaced out from each other practicing to themselves, Steff spotted two porcupines near the curtain leading to the main stage, both holding electric guitars. The female of the duo was waving to her excitedly.

"Hi, Ash!" Dashing over to her with a smile, the two girls hugged each other warmly. It wasn't until Lance raised an eyebrow in her direction that Ash gently pulled away.

"I'm so glad you're trying out for this show, Steff." She said quietly, so as not to disrupt the current audition onstage.

"Me too." The skunk replied, bouncing on her toes. "I've waited for a chance to be like my Grandma for so long, and now it's finally here."

"Well I can't wait to hear your audition."

Ash and Steff's conversation was interrupted by the porcupine's boyfriend clearing his throat. Finally taking notice of Lance, Steff saw that he still wore the same dark clothes she'd seen him in from their first meeting. It really was hard to differentiate his outfit from Ash's current one.

"Oh, sorry, Lance." She said, putting on a friendly smile. "How's the music life treating you and Ash? She told me you've gotten yourselves some good gigs."

Lance shrugged nonchalantly, focusing more on tuning his guitar than looking at her. "Yeah, song-writing's coming along great. When we manage to land a gig, it's pretty cool."

From the way he glanced at Ash as he said that, Steff could tell he was referring to their failed audition yesterday. Clearing her throat awkwardly, the skunk turned her attention to the guitars they were each carrying.

"So I can tell you've both got something rocking planned for your audition?"

"Yeah, we're doing the song from our audition at Harry's Bar yesterday." Ash nodded, casting an affectionate gaze at her partner. "One of the many that Lance wrote himself."

"And if things go smoothly, that hundred-thousand bucks is as good as ours." Lance added coolly. At that moment, a trio of rabbits in purple tube dresses strutted off the stage, having just finished their audition while two bears wheeled a pair of large amps past them.

"Okay, next are Lance and Ash!" The lizard's voice blared through the bullhorn.

Steff smiled at the sight of her friend beaming excitedly while Lance casually stood upright, having been leaning against a cable case.

"Good luck out there, Ash!" The skunk gave the pair two thumbs up. "You too, Lance."

"Pfft, like I need it." He replied, adjusting his grip on his blue guitar as he made his way into the stage.

"Thanks, Steff." Ash whispered before quickly following Lance. Steff watched the two of them set up their instruments, getting more and more excited to hear Ash's wonderful singing again for the first time in years.

A minute later, she didn't get her wish.

Steff cringed at the deafening volume of the porcupine duo's song, the amps behind them booming with every strum of their guitars. Buster and the lizard in the front row looked as though they were bracing against a hurricane. As good as the guitar playing itself was, the skunk could barely hear Ash's backing vocals over Lance screaming the lyrics into the microphone. Steff wasn't sure if his vocals even qualified as real singing.

But when it came time for the repeat of the chorus, something different happened.

I don't need anyone else (yeah, yeah)
I live my life by myself (yeah, yeah)
I can't stand a thing that you say (yeah, yeah)
I'm not listening...

Ash took over on the last word, her boyfriend looking dumbfounded as her singing overpowered his:

Anywaaaay

Yeeeee-ea-aaah!

Steff beamed at the sound of Ash's beautiful alto voice gracing her ears with that held note. She shivered as that familiar chill from the junior year talent show ran down her spine. And from the way the koala was smiling behind his clipboard shield, she could tell he was impressed as well.

"She's still got it." She whispered to herself, patting down the goosebumps on her arms as the two porcupines wrapped up their song.

"Well thank you very much, Ash and Lance." Buster said politely, albeit whilst cleaning his ear out. Once they'd unplugged their guitars, Ash walked back into the wings smiling to herself while Lance trudged behind, a noticeable scowl on his face.

"That was awesome, Ash!" Steff said, giving another enthusiastic thumbs-up. Before Ash could respond, the lizard's amplified voice interrupted her.

"Next up is Steff!"

"Thanks. And good luck." Ash quickly replied, smiling in return before she and Lance made their way backstage past a llama and a trio of parrots waiting their turn. Taking a deep cleansing breath, Steff stepped out onto the stage. Her eyes quickly adjusted to the spotlights as she took her place in front of the mic, still heightened to her level.

"Okay, whenever you're ready, Steff!" Buster called, a keen smile on his face. As soon as he said that, the opening piano notes of her song sounded from the speakers. Keeping her composure, Steff took in a breath and gently began to sing, her voice clear and clean:

I'm nothing special, in fact, I'm a bit of a bore
When I tell a joke, you've probably heard it before
But I have a talent, a wonderful thing
'Cause everyone listens when I start to sing
I'm so grateful and proud
All I want is to sing it out loud

So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing
Thanks for all the joy they're bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance, what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

Opening her eyes a crack, she saw that both Buster and the lizard were incredibly invested in her performance, the koala occasionally writing down some quick notes on his clipboard. Smiling to herself, Steff continued:

Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk
She says I began to sing long before I could talk
But I often wonder, how did it all start
Who found out that nothing could capture a heart
Like a melody can
Well whoever it was, I'm a fan

So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing
Thanks for all the joy they're bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance, what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

The skunk's confidence remained rock solid as she imagined how proud her moms would be when they saw her as the spitting image of Grandma Julie.

I've been so lucky, I am the girl with golden hair
I want to sing it out to everybody
What a joy, what a life, what a chance

Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing
Thanks for all the joy they're bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance, what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

The final piano notes fading out, Steff opened her eyes and took a step back from the mic. Buster and the lizard looked equally blown away by her audition.

"Very nice indeed! Thank you, Steff!" the koala stated with a grin, checking her name off his list. Nodding with a grateful smile, the skunk made her way back into the wings as the next contestant's name got called. Letting out a relieved sigh, Steff squeezed through the countless animals around her, looking around for Ash. At last, she managed to find her leaning against the glass of a rehearsal room, absent-mindedly tuning her guitar.

"Hey, Ash." She said, taking note of her boyfriend's absence. "Where's Lance?"

"He's gone to the bathroom." The porcupine replied, putting her guitar down.

"Ah." Keeping her relief hidden, Steff leaned against the glass beside her.

"I heard your audition from the stage door." Ash broke the silence. "I gotta say, Steff... that was pretty amazing."

Bashfully straightening her glasses, Steff remembered Ash's text from yesterday saying that she hadn't heard her sing before. "Oh. R-Really?"

"Yeah, I had no idea you could sing like that." She replied with an impressed smile. "Every word was so clear. I can't believe I'm using this word but, for lack of a better one..."

Ash paused.

"…You sounded like an angel."

As soon as that word left her friend's lips, heat blossomed in Steff's cheeks. Being called 'cool' or a great friend back in high school was one thing, but to hear Ash indirectly call her beautiful? That made her morning.

Dang it, Ash, why are you so wonderful?

"Oh, well, uh, th-thank you." She stammered, just barely resisting the urge to cover her face with her hands. "Yeah, i-it was one of my Grandma's favourite songs when she was younger."

"I can see why." Ash replied, giving the skunk a light punch on the shoulder. "You did it justice out there."

"Glad you liked it." Steff cleared her throat, the heat gradually leaving her face as she thought back to Ash's song with Lance. "And like I said earlier, I really liked your audition! Lance was good too but your performance was incredible! Especially when you held that high note!"

Ash's face fell at those compliments.

"I... don't think I was that good." She said quietly. "I screwed that song up."

"Wh... 'Screwed it up'?" Steff blinked, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Ash, what are you talking about? You looked happy when you came offstage."

"I got carried away." Ash looked down at the floorboards in guilt. "Just like yesterday at Harry's Bar. I was supposed to be backing vocals but I overpowered Lance on the chorus."

Pushing down the memory of Lance's unpleasant frown as they had left the stage, Steff laid her hand on the porcupine's shoulder with a supportive smile.

"Well come on, Ash, don't sell yourself short." She said gently. "I mean, even if you did get a little excited, you still gave a terrific performance. If anything, I'd say you made that song even better. And that Buster Moon guy definitely enjoyed your audition from what I saw. If you ask me, he'd be crazy to not pick you for the show."

Perking up with every word, the smile gradually returned to Ash's face. Steff always knew just what to say.

"Thanks, Steff." She said gratefully. Before the skunk could reply, Lance pushed through the crowd of animals, not stopping to apologise to anyone he accidentally pricked with his quills.

"Everything okay here, babe?" He asked, walking up to the two girls.

"Oh, hey, Lance. Yeah, me and Steff were just talking about our audition." Ash replied.

"Oh, yeah." The porcupine said, raising an eyebrow as he recalled his girlfriend singing over him. "Just remember to follow the plan next time, babe. We've talked about this."

Giving a nod, Ash turned her attention back to her friend. "Talk to you later, Steff?"

"Sure thing." With that, the skunk turned and left the two porcupines to their discussion. Sitting upon an amplifier stacked near the staircase, she thought back to her own audition and how captivated the two judges had been.

With any luck, this meant Steff was one step closer to living up to Julie's legacy.


"Hello! Can I have everybody back to stage please? Everyone come back to stage for selection!"

It was nearly half six by the time the lizard's amplified voice blared through the theatre for the final time that day. Grabbing her guitar, Ash got to her feet and followed the contestants all heading for the door leading to the amphitheatre.

She and Lance both lined up onstage with the others, positioning themselves next to a trio of frogs clad in white leather jumpsuits. Out of the corner of her eye, she spied Steff to her right next to that rabbit group from earlier.

Buster and the lizard stood before them intensely. Practically everyone wore extremely anxious looks as Buster Moon paced slowly in front of them. Even Ash couldn't help quickly straightening up with everyone else when he turned to pace the other way. For a big-eared ball of fur, the koala had a tremendous presence.

"Alright, let's see now..." The porcupine heard him mutter as he studied his clipboard, briefly looking up to scrutinise individual animals he passed. "I'll taaaaake..."

He pointed his pen at the frog trio. "…you guys."

The three all celebrated amongst themselves as Buster stopped in front of her and Lance.

"And which one of you is the girl?"

"Ha-ha, very funny." Ash replied dryly, rolling her eyes at the koala's attempt at humour; many people who hired her and Lance for a gig had often assumed they were twins from the way they dressed.

"'Loud and horrible but shows promise'." Buster read off his clipboard before smiling cordially. "Welcome to the show." Ash's face light up in surprise followed by pure delight.

"Heh, cool. I guess we could hang." Lance remarked.

"No, no, I just want her, not you." Buster replied without missing a beat as he walked away from them. Ash's eyes widened at his words.

"What?" The porcupine pair stared at him, Lance looking most offended by his decision.

"Alright, the rest of the group acts, thank you so much."

As half the contestants left in disappointment, ignoring the koala's reassurance of ticket discounts, Ash remained lost in her thoughts. She almost didn't acknowledge Steff giving her a thumbs up.

She truly believed in her boyfriend's musical abilities. While she wasn't as sure of herself as she'd been in high school, Lance was a very skilled musician in her mind. Any song he wrote that they performed together, she gave it her all to make it sound as amazing as he envisioned them. And yet Moon had completely rejected him and chosen her. It was a complete shock to her system.

"Pssh. Let's get outta here, Ash." Lance turned away, completely done with this koala. Ash hesitated, her and Steff looking at one another.

"Ash!" Jolting at her boyfriend's sharp tone, Ash nodded uncertainly.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, let's go." Clutching her guitar in her hand, she and Steff give a small wave to each other as she left. The skunk smiled warmly at the fact that her friend had made it in, as she had known she would.

"Okay, soloists. Johnny, Mike, Steff, Pete, Richard, Daniel and Ray."

Steff perked up at the mention of her name. Taking a deep breath, she nervously stepped forward with the others. Standing next to the giraffe, Buster inspected them all before pointing down at the white mouse in the snappy red suit.

"Mike. Wowza! I've gotta have you in my show."

"Oh, I, if you insist." The mouse replied cockily, as if he'd never had a doubt about being chosen.

"And I'll take Pete."

"Ho-ho, yeah!" The camel in the denim overalls gave a fist-pump before joining Mike on the edge of the stage.

"And... Steff."

Steff brought her hands to her mouth with a gasp. She was in. She had actually made it into the show.

"Oh, my gosh! Thank you, Mr. Moon!" She said, just barely containing her joy.

Joining the other chosen animals, she couldn't even focus on the koala went over the other finalists. Her chance to be like Grandma and make her parents proud was officially set in stone. Not to mention the fact that she would be rehearsing with Ash too.

Once the countless rejected contestants had left the theatre in disappointment, Steff stood amongst those who remained. Having initially chosen Daniel the giraffe, Buster quickly realised he would constantly have to talk to him through the bullhorn and instead went with Johnny the gorilla a year or two older than Steff. Additionally he'd decided on a duo act between two pigs, Gunter, an incredibly energetic German-accented pig, and Rosita so as to make her less 'boring to watch'.

"Okay, you are my chosen few." Buster announced, the cast all giving quiet exclamations of excitement. "This is it, folks. A defining moment in all of our lives..."

He stopped midway through, turning around to see the red panda quintet who had returned with their little pink CD player, all of them smiling eagerly.

"Umm, no, no, no, not you guys. I dismissed all the group acts already, you can go home."

The middle panda responded with a quick burst of Japanese along with a bow of gratitude. Buster shook his head, tapping his clipboard with his pen.

"Look, look, I'm really sorry but all the slots are filled…" All he got in return was another spout of Japanese and a bow. They then turned on the CD player and starting singing and dancing to a techno Japanese song.

"No, no, no, listen. No in show. Goodbye-bye." He said loudly, switching off the music and having the lizard, who Steff now knew as Miss Crawly, shoo them away. She smiled in amusement as the pandas all ran giggling past a sheep who had just entered and taken a seat in the back of the auditorium.

"Hey, Moon!" called the mouse, Mike, having clambered up onto the treasure chest prop behind Buster. "What's the story? Is the prize really inside this thing?"

"The prize? Oh, sure, yes. It's all in there."

"Well open it, will ya? I wanna see what a hundred-thousand dollars looks like!" Mike rubbed his paws together impatiently as all the other contestants spoke up in agreement.

"Yeah, let's see it, Mr. Moon!" Steff added, genuinely intrigued about seeing that much cash in one chest.

"Sure, I'll open it." Moon began rummaging around in his pocket before his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "Wait… what did you say?"

"He said a hundred-thousand dollars." The sheep came over to the stage, handing Buster his own copy of the flyer. Taking it in his paw and giving it a quick read, the koala let out a tiny yelp before turning around to face the others.

"I… forgot my keys." He chuckled uneasily, crumpling the flyer up into a ball and tossing it away. "Koala be right back." Everyone stared, baffled, as he seized Miss Crawley's hand and sprinted offstage into the wings.

"Is he your friend?" Johnny inquired, turning to look at the sheep. With a quick "mm-hm", he then clambered up the stage steps and ran behind the curtains after the koala.

After a moment or two or silence, Gunter spun around and began rambling endlessly to Rosita of how 'totally wunderbar' their act was going to be, earning an uneasy smile from her. Pete the camel gazed around at the amphitheatre's grand design while the frog trio started chatting amongst themselves. Mike simply relaxed on top of the chest rubbing its wooden lid greedily, not paying anyone around him any mind.

Well, might as well get friendly. Steff thought to herself, turning to face the only other contestant not engaged in conversation.

"Hey, congratulations on making it in, Johnny." The gorilla looked down at her with an appreciative grin.

"Thanks, you too. Steff, right?"

"Uh-huh. So I take it you're the singer in your family?"

"Yeah, well, I mean, I mainly drive cars and, uh, sometimes skateboard." Johnny replied, stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets, "Singing, it's, uh, sort of a natural talent I got from my mum. Been doing it since I could walk."

"That's cool. Is she proud you entered this competition?" Steff asked. The gorilla took a hand out to scratch his head awkwardly.

"Umm, I wouldn't know. She… she left my dad when I was a kid."

Steff's friendly smile quickly faltered. "Oh, I'm sorry."

"Nah, it's alright."

"Well… I'll bet your dad's proud of you then?" Johnny squirmed somewhat uncomfortably, rolling his shoulders and glancing at the wall to his left.

"Uh, yeah, yeah…" Came his unsure reply. The skunk gazed up at him incredulously but decided not to pry anymore. "So, uh, how about you? You the singer in your family?"

"Yeah, I've loved music since I was a kid." Steff responded, smiling nostalgically. "I got my singing from my grandma. She was a performer in her glory days."

"Oh?" Johnny raised an eyebrow with interest.

"Yeah, when I was little, she used to show me old photos and videos of her performances before she passed away." She breathed a sigh through her nose as those memories raced through her mind. "She was just... incredible."

"Oh, mate, I'm sorry to hear she's gone."

"It's alright." Steff smiled. "Now that I'm part of this competition, I'm gonna use this chance to be just like her and make my moms proud. I know that's what she would've wanted."

Before Johnny could respond, a familiar voice sounded throughout the amphitheatre.

"Okay, everybody, listen up!"

Gunter shushed everyone as Buster strode through the theatre doors and down the corridor, his sheep friend leaning against the door frame behind him.

"I gotta send you all home. Right now." Steff and the others cocked their heads in confusion before Buster continued, smiling all the while. "Yep. 'Cause like my dad used to say… get a good night's sleep and do a great day's work!"

"That's right, rehearsals begin first thing tomorrow morning." He continued excitedly, running up the steps onto the stage, "And if you wanna become stars and win a hundred grand, then you'd better be ready to work harder than you've ever worked in your lives! So get some sleep and dream big dreams!"

Steff gave a little whoop of excitement at his words, along with the other contestants; with plenty of hard work, this show was certainly going to change her life for the better.

Chuckling as the red pandas once again came back, the skunk left the stage while Miss Crawly shooed them away with a broom.

"So, Steff, guess I'll see you tomorrow then." The gorilla said, holding out his fist to her as soon as they got outside, a television crew filming them all leaving the theatre. Smiling, Steff returned his fist bump before holding her arm out for the nearest taxi.

"See you all tomorrow!" Steff called to the others leaving in different direction. Once she'd climbed into the taxi, the words Buster had left them with echoed through the skunk's mind.

Dream big dreams.

She planned to. And if she played her cards right, those dreams would soon be a reality.


Things were pretty tense at Ash's apartment.

Since returning home that evening, Lance had made perfectly clear his bitterness about Buster not selecting him for the show. As he lounged on the couch strumming away at his guitar, Ash brought in a large bowl of popcorn, the next in a line of snacks she had hoped would appease him.

"I won't sell out for nobody..." He sung. "Won't follow no fool..."

"Would you stop?" Ash said irritably, putting the bowl down heavily on the coffee table. "I'd only be doing it for us!"

Lance scoffed. "Oh, really?"

"Yes, really!" She insisted, tidying up some discarded trash around him. "If I won that money, we could build our own recording studio, start our own label. I mean, the whole world would get to hear your songs!"

"I'm not listenin' to my girlfriend, 'cause she just wants to sell ouuut..."

Letting out a groan of annoyance, Ash decided to just let him cool off in his own time and stormed out of the living room. Going into their bedroom, the porcupine flopped onto the mattress with a tired sigh.

He'll come around. She reassured herself. If I win that prize money and really make a name for ourselves, he'll know just how much he means to me.

A sudden ping from the phone resting on her bedside caught her attention. Turning the screen over, she saw it was a text from Steff:

I made it in! See you tomorrow morning, rock star!

Smiling at this news, Ash promptly texted a reply.

Thats awesome! looking forward to rehearsal, see ya then!

Laying on her side, the porcupine stared at her screen with a happy sigh, now in a much better mood. Rehearsing alongside her amazing friend would be a huge bonus.


Taking one last glance at her phone, Steff eventually put it down next to her laptop.

After arriving home, she'd instantly been smothered by hugs and kisses from her moms, both having seen her on the news leaving the theatre along with the other selected contestants. The moment she'd eaten some freshly-cooked dinner, Steff had dashed up to her room to prepare herself for tomorrow. And that meant freshening up on her grandma's techniques.

The skunk was now sitting at her desk, a whole folder of saved videos and photos open on her laptop's screen. All of them featuring Grandma Julie's performances in her youth.

The arrow hovered over one particular video that awakened a very fond memory.

From the comfiest living room chair, five-year-old Steff sat quietly on Grandma's lap, her eyes glued to her moms' TV. Lighting up the screen was a grainy VHS film of a gorgeous skunk in her early 30s, the white fur atop her hair curled in a graceful fashion. Proudly donning her shimmering blue dress, the audience in the club was in a trance as the lyrics of Diamonds Are Forever left her lips in a silvery voice.

"Ah, that was the Ruby Shell, the fanciest club in all of Calatonia before it closed down." said Julie, stroking her mesmerised granddaughter's head. "I remember that was my very first night singing there."

"Did you sing there all the time?" Steff asked in wonder, not tearing her eyes away from the screen.

"Yes, I did." Came the warm reply. "The owner liked me so much that after that performance, I sang there every Friday night."

Only when the elegant video of her grandma gave way to static did Steff finally look away from the TV. She gazed up at Julie's smiling face, straightening her glasses.

"Can I be a singer like you, Grandma?"

"If you love music and you've got a beautiful voice to share with everyone, then of course you can, Steff." Julie replied, laying a hand upon the young girl's shoulder. "And as long as you perform from your heart like I did, your moms and I will be very proud of you." Beaming, Steff wrapped the elderly skunk's midsection in a tight hug which she happily returned.

Letting out a sentimental sigh, Steff double-clicked before pulling a notepad and pen out of her desk drawer, staring at the screen with determination as the video file loaded.

"Alright, let's get down to business."


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Also to answer some questions:

"Would you be open to an argument scene between Ash and Steff?" Not if it isn't needed, which is probably won't be.

"Even though you've changed your name, can we still call you…" Here's an idea: call me whatever I want to be called. You can do it. It's incredibly simple.

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