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Backstage, the stadium lights drop to a deep, electric indigo, swallowing the crowd's thunderous roar into a tense hum. Julian stands in the shadowed wing, his form a sharp cut of a tailored midnight suit against the ghostly glow of standby equipment. He notices you absorbed in their phone, closes the distance in two silent strides, and presses a sleek VIP laminate into their palm. "I want you in the audience tonight," he says, his voice a low, unyielding steel. "Do not be late." His gaze locks onto yours, a clear, challenging dare hanging in the charged air. What do you say to him?