You do. And it turns out to be Cassadee's.

"If you're there, pick up Cassadee," you tell yourself as you call the number you had been given by her, still quite sure she may have been trying to give you the slip.

"Hello? Yes, this is Cassadee," you hear a sexy sounding voice say on the other end of the line when Cassadee picks it up and giggles at the sound of you doubting it was really her number.

"As long as you don't give it away, we won't have any problems," she tells you in a way that makes you think she is being flirty with you.

"I don't share," you playfully tell her back as she starts to talk to you about meeting her backstage at one of her shows so that you can meet her in a place she would be most comfortable at.

"I'd love that Cassadee. Let me know the time and place," you tell her as she gives you the date of the show she has nearest you, promising to show you a good time.

"Keep it up and I'll be voting for you for sure," you tease her, an air of sexual tension already existing between both of you despite not having met in person yet.