[The stage is set. What stage? The stage in a club/pub thingie, where bands like Sex Bob-Omb would have played in Toronto. Scott's standing out on said stage by himself, his head bowed, and the most awesome bass guitar in existance in his hands. Oddly enough, he was alone to play, no band or anything.]
Uh, hey! We're Sex Bob-omb -- well, I am, and
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[She can't help a detached part of herself noticing it would have been ideal to siphon off some of that energy - but they don't do that anymore, as Jadeite has rather sternly reminded her before this.]
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Hey, thanks! [And then... he sits down.] Do you have any of those for me?
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Once the music is over he pipes up though, giving Scott a round of applause.]
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Did you like the show?
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