Corey pov:
When I got to the Nederlander I was still so flustered I did not know what I was doing. I walk through the stage door so deep in thought that I am not watching where I am going and then all of a sunned I run right into David Guzman. Whoa, man, David says, what is wrong with you? Snap out of it we still have a show to tonight, and we don't want our Jack Kelly screwing up big time. He winks and I mumble an apology and some sort of explanation and then scurry off to my dressing room. The whole time I am thinking how can I get that girl to come see the show if I don't even have her name or number? Suddenly I knew what to do. I got up and left the room. I had to find Ryan Steele.
