I grinned as my eyebrows pulled together, confused. "What's that supposed to mean?"

He shrugged as he dug into another chicken wing. "I trust your judgment."

I took a bite of my burger, resisting the urge to moan. They had the best burgers in Nashville. "And you think that she's good enough to handle a venue of that magnitude?"

He smiled. "Actually, it's a private party in the Jacob K. Javits Convention Center. It's not a huge venue, but an important ...