"Hey, don't be like that," said Kira, tone concerned and gently admonishing. "There's nothing wrong with it. Exploring your options." She nudged his shoulder with hers and smiled, "Testing the waters. I kinda wish I had," she admitted and then shrugged. "Maybe acting isn't for me. I mean, it's what I want. But maybe I'm not good enough at it and I missed out on finding something I'd be great at." It was something she worried about as of late. Not that she was about to give up on being actress or anything but she was only human and couldn't help those nagging whispers of thought.
Pushing away her worries with a smile, Kira picked up a CD and headed back toward the listening booths. "Maybe I should have asked what do you want to do," she said, figuring it a better question. Someone's dreams said a lot more about them then their actual jobs did. "So, Justin," she said, turning with a dancer's grace to face him and smiling brightly, "what do you want to do?"