[That's unusual, Doc can't help but worry. From his limited research into the bands of Vista City thus far, he knows that Marty's an excellent performer. Any confidence issues appear to have vanished with the rest of his past.
Was it his imagination, or did Marty's gaze pass over him just before that pause? Not that Doc would dare to get his hopes up. The most plausible explanation would be that the reaction was due to irritation---as the town madman, he's earned it.
But Doc won't let go---he can't. It was never an option. He hangs back, slipping around the crowds to give himself some space, but eventually the weirdo in blue coveralls will be there. He stays at a careful distance, painfully aware that he may well have made things worse.]
The new song's excellent. Everyone's come alive this morning.
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Was it his imagination, or did Marty's gaze pass over him just before that pause? Not that Doc would dare to get his hopes up. The most plausible explanation would be that the reaction was due to irritation---as the town madman, he's earned it.
But Doc won't let go---he can't. It was never an option. He hangs back, slipping around the crowds to give himself some space, but eventually the weirdo in blue coveralls will be there. He stays at a careful distance, painfully aware that he may well have made things worse.]
The new song's excellent. Everyone's come alive this morning.