His smirk deepened at her reaction to seeing him. Gods above and below, she was an innocent little thing, wasn't she? So ripe for corrupting. There could certainly be entertainment in that, so long as her talent wasn't tossed aside to the corruption. The fierce ambition in him wouldn't allow for wasted talent, after all. "I look forward to seeing that proved," he quipped.
"I do hope you'll find a way to enjoy the press frenzies. Do you already have a handful of anecdotes at the ready to feed to them about certain songs? I've always found it helpful to plan those sorts of things ahead of time. Even better if you pretend to accidentally slip something in that's a bit more personal than intended. The press eats that sort of thing up," he advised as he opened a cupboard to get two fluted glasses out.