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Piper: To share your feelings about something.

Kit: You sound like a terrible group therapist.

Piper: I'll strike therapist off my "possible careers."

Kit: I'm sure you could improve with training.

Piper: I don't see it.

Kit: Me either.

Piper: It's still your turn.

Kit: Ask me something and I'll answer.

Piper: Are you excited about the tour?

Kit: Yes.

Piper: Those aren't feelings.

Kit: Damn, thought I'd slip that one by you.

Piper: You should try harder next time.

Kit: I get nervous before shows, but once I'm on stage, I fall into this flow. It's where I belong. I'm excited about that. But the twelve hours a day on a bus with the same few people and the shitty hotel rooms are a drag.

Piper: You have stage fright?

Kit: Yeah.

Piper: I never noticed.

Kit: Didn't have it when I was using.

Piper: That must be hard, knowing you can fix something that messes with you every other night.

Kit: It can be.

Piper: Does being on the road make it harder to stay clean?

Kit: In some ways. In others it's easier.

Piper: Like...?

Kit: If this is a game, it's my turn.

Piper: Okay, go for it.

Kit: You could mooch off your brothers if you wanted. A lot of celebrity's siblings do that. You ever consider it?

Piper: Never. I'm getting my own place as soon as I can afford it.

Kit: What's stopping you?

Piper: Rent around here is more than I made at my old job, at this little cafe. I had to quit last semester. My grades were slipping. I couldn't juggle both.

Kit: School should come first.


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