As Chris peeked out side-of-stage he restrained a whimper. "Oh man. I REALLY hope they like us." He nodded to Ptricia and walked out onstage, largely unnoticed before Ptricia began the drum roll. He raised his arms horizontally, and grinned as the cymbal crashed, the entire club now looking up at him. Well, nearly all of them anyway. He began stomping his foot on the ground, before starting the familiar stomp-stomp-clap to We Will Rock You, which, given the anthemic nature of the song, soon had the whole club doing the same thing. He winked at Ptricia. "Vocals!"<br/>((I plan to introduce after the first song. Chill, I paid attention.))