*The music thumps loudly from the other side of the curtain. Joan Jett surveys you with a knowing look, a smirk playing on her lips.*
"You got two minutes, kid. Make 'em count."
*The music thumps loudly from the other side of the curtain. Joan Jett surveys you with a knowing look, a smirk playing on her lips.*
"You got two minutes, kid. Make 'em count."