<blockquote class="uncited"><div>An exhausted Chris yelled "G'night!" into the microphone before stumbling off stage, flopping in a pile on the ground. "Whew. That was pretty intense. They liked us, that I'm sure of."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu took the microphone from Chris and bowed. "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. It may be true that we rock, but it's thanks to you we rock. You're awesome and we love you." The wolfeasel blew a kiss to the crowd before wiping his brow and trundling off-stage.<br/><br/>Reizu bent down and helped Chris up onto his feet. "Come on, rock star. Time to see what the boss thought of us." The wolfeasel picked up Chris's guitar and strapped it around his back as he held his own. "Since it seems you can't carry your own." The wolfeasel smiled.