Oiiii, just asking. [Luci grins and wraps an arm around his waist to help him stand up. Yeah, this bar has great tequila.]

You going to be okay to use some of those pulleys for a grand entrance? [She nods to the ropes up above the stage curtain.] I don't want you to lose it and turn this night into "Badass Metal Cellist Falls to his Death After Ill-Advised Satan-Inspired Publicity Stunt".