HavartiParty

Be extremely polite and gracious in public and dick around the rest of the time, I imagine.

No questions, I just want to tell you that your tour manager very nearly killed me several years ago in Tucson. 13 straight hours of shopping for your crew and their "day off" (which was cancelled) for a flat fee of $125 paid by AVA. She made me cry over the fact that I couldn't find three stuffed kittens. She's fucking terrifying, nice work.

Accounting, perhaps? Either way, she was a terrifying woman who handed me thousands of dollars and lists of insanity (FIFTY 1' DIAMETER BOUNCY BALLS?! I thought I was driving an Escalade because I would be transporting you, but nooooo) and yelled at me via cellphone all day long.

Hobbit.

I highly doubt it. Community mental health is JUST NOW training on TIC.