He settled back against the counter, looked down at Kami with kind eyes and pursed lips. He hadn't been raised to take quick advantage of upset women, though really, they had held each other this many times before. Even if that had been only acting, it familiar and soothing. He bent his arm around her shoulder, and put a hand at the back of Kami's smooth hair.
"Hey. It's not like you'll never sing and dance again. Out of everyone, you can't quit it." He tipped his chin against the crown of her hair, inviting her to stay as close as she wished. "Hey, let's run away and join American Idol, alright? Dancing with the Stars."