Page 91 of Wicked Dance
Mariah shrugs. “I’m just glad they kept me in a good light. I’m not after a career in television. Just dance.”
“You were really great in rehearsal with that instructor. You two are an amazing fit.”
She pauses at that, looking thoughtful. “Yes, it does seem easier with him. But he’s not a career-maker. Blitz is.”
“So that’s all they did of the lunch?” I ask.
“If you’re worried about what you said, it’s probably too much for television. But I expect if ratings aren’t up this week, it will get leaked.”
This shocks me. “Who would leak it?”
“Oh, they have their ways,” Mariah says. “Have a good night.” She heads off for her dressing room.
Cast and crew start streaming out of the backstage, so I know the show is over. I head to my own room to get out of the makeup and this darned tutu.
