The cameras caught Kennedy’s lips twitching, not into a smile, but something closer to patience. “He adjusted his folder slightly, a small motion that went unnoticed by most, but caught the eye of a sharpeyed producer. “He’s waiting,” the producer muttered into her headset. The segment clock ticked past 3 minutes, and the debate seemed to be following its scripted rhythm, sharp, but safe, edgy, but controlled. Then came the pivot.