"Yeah, that's the one I was thinking of. I worry every day that they'll find out that hairspray and glitter makeup causes cancer or something." Kaz looked at Sean carefully. He looked like the type that was born with a crew cut.
"Don't get me started on the press, either. I don't care what people say, there is publicity that is bad publicity." He finished his coffee. "Still can't believe those vultures actually printed those shots of me from my OD."