Floor and Sharon sat quietly side by side. They'd just been through another argument, and sadly it wasn't their first. They'd been snapping at each other quite a bit recently, and getting into arguments without knowing why.

 "Are we going to talk about this?" Sharon asked.

 "Right now?"

 "I think we should."

 For the last few minutes they had been sitting there together. They'd both been angry at first, each one believing she was right and should win the argument. But after about a minute they both began to cool down a bit, and wondered if they were going about this the wrong way.

 "So," Floor said. "Things have been kind of rough lately."

 "I think that's a bit of an understatement," said Sharon. "We're fighting, and I don't want to fight with you."

 Floor sighed. "I don't want to fight with you, either. It's just...I've been under a lot of stress lately. I'm working on a new Nightwish album with the guys, and I'm nervous. The guys have been so great in making feel welcome and making me fee like part of the band. But I don't know if the fans really like me, or what people are going to think of this new album."

 Sharon knew that Floor had been nervous about her first album with the band, but she didn't think it would put her in this bad of a mood.

 "Floor," she said, "If that's it, I doubt you have much to worry about. There are fans that love you, and the rest of the band's albums have sold well, haven't they? People will buy it once it's ready to buy."

 She shrugged. "Yeah, I guess someone will buy it. Maybe I'm being kind of silly, after all. But what about you? You seem kind of grouchy, too."

 "Well, you're not the only one who's the lead singer of a busy band," Sharon pointed out. "Somehow, we ended up being popular, and that can be tough. It's kind of a demanding job sometimes."

 "It's no mystery to me that you ended up being popular," Floor said. "You're amazing."

 "Hey, you're pretty great yourself." Sharon chuckled. "We're being silly, aren't we? Do you want to try this again, and maybe act a little more mature?"

 "Agreed," Floor answered. "We'll try again, and go about things better this time."

 They both smiled and hugged, and everything seemed better.