This was a car crash. A metal fork to an electrical outlet moment. An iceberg-sized disaster of titanic proportions.
Ria engaging with Amanda in any way shape or form was the killing bullet to ignite a full-blown world war.
Behind a wall of pixels, and the magic of radio waves, this was how Amanda was gonna get her first taste of Ria?
Live on stream, to an audience constantly mounting in thousands, totally unaware of the conniving devil behind the keyboard.
Not like this…
"Ria, no," Irene said, springing immediately into action, as always a single step ahead of whatever I was thinking. "Not when she's live. This isn't the time for you to - "
"I only got tonight, don't I?" Ria said. "If not now, I don't got a later. And if I'm gonna actually let you mingle around and play rival against these perfect tens - I got to know what makes them thick first.
"Ria, I said no."