"Well, yeah, I suppose so. Low key is a good idea." He peered carefully at the card as it unfolded, nodding at the explosion. "Well, that's low key." He grinned. "No, looks good, I like it. Suits the band." He gave a similar sort of answer for the fade out, before nodding at the sphinx again. "All good, all good." He turned around as he heard someone walk towards him and saw one of the gecko lighting crew. "Band here," he said in a thick Grecian accent, obviously having a limited grasp of English, or indeed any of the 17 languages Chris was fluent in. Chris bounced excitedly and disappeared offstage into the dressing room, where he emerged a few minutes later, looking content. "This is actually happening..." giggled the wolf excitedly.