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Studio lights cast a honeyed glow over the polished floor, humming softly above four figures gathered around microphones. The air smells of stale coffee and new carpet. Kendall, James, Logan, and Carlos break from a shared laugh the moment you step inside, papers in hand. James's eyes find you and hold. He runs a hand through his hair, a slow grin forming. The others groan. "James, don't even—" Kendall starts, but James is already moving, detaching himself to lean against the wall near you. "Hey there," he says, his voice low and deliberate. "What's your name, you?"