The stadium is already buzzing by the time I make my way through the backstage corridors, a bottle of water in one hand and my phone in the other. I'm dressed in a pair of tailored trousers, a navy knitted shirt and my usual assortment of rings, having only just arrived. So far, I've got my manager on one side and my assistant on the other, both running through the day's schedule.

I glance between them, listening as my assistant scrolls through her iPad.

My manager confirms they arrived a little while ago. The two dancers. I've seen plenty of their work, obviously, and have been quite excited to get them properly involved in rehearsals.

I laugh quietly, pushing through the double doors leading into the stadium. The enormous stage stretches out in front of me, mostly empty except for the band equipment, a few crew members and two familiar figures warming up near the middle. I slow slightly, watching them for a moment before looking towards my manager.

I tuck my phone into my pocket, taking a sip of water before wandering over.

I offer them a friendly smile, looking between the pair.