Luke's smile pricked upward as Rye rolled her eyes like that. He knew even before she said I'm gonna that she actually would come tonight, and while he didn't imagine she was at all interested in the music, it did feel rather thrilling to have an actual real manager. (Even if she wasn't... really a manager by trade or anything.)
But he could do worse than having a Searu that knew about money stuff writing his contracts, he figured. "Concert," he corrected cheerfully. "Okay, Rye. Thanks so much for, uh. Your help! I'll see you there." He gave her a beaming, dopey grin, and managed not to completely trip over his feet (though it was as near thing) as he half-skipped out the door.