Zeno was left dumbfounded after their act.
They bowed and left the stage as the audience cheered. Mr. Goldie also made some decent commentary and gave them a whopping five narcissists out of ten.
The worst part was that Zeno couldn't argue with his rating.
He sighed and shook his head, turning to the gym bros, who, fortunately, didn't appear fazed. Ignorance was bliss.
However, Jim was an exception to that; he bit his lips and looked down at his lap.
"Crap," he muttered. "I was the one who wanted to win this for the team, but now, I'm going to be the reason for our downfall."
Zeno sighed, glancing at the crowd and the other guys. It seemed they were enamored by the next team, the carwash joint next to the crab restaurant consisting of a bunch of attractive women.
Zeno kept his gaze at the front but continued to speak to Jim.
"Acting was your dream, right?"
Jim slowly lifted his gaze, but even then, Zeno didn't make any effort to look at him.
