Ligea sat back and drained the last of her latte, rubbing at her eyes. "I don't especially want to do anything with her, but she and my lawyer and I are having our quarterly fight with the record label over the terms of my contract. No one's ever happy with it, we always have to keep revising it." She sighed, pushing the last of her sandwich around on her plate. "It's a damn good thing I love singing as much as I do, or I would've washed my hands of this nonsense long ago."