Ptricia wasn't in the dressing room. But she came in a few minutes later, brushing her hands.<br/><br/>"You know, if we're going to do this as a regular thing, we should get some roadies. Fortunately, the Motorhead crew is pretty good, and I made sure getting their services was part of our contract. I hope Reizu is here soon."<br/><br/>She sat down, and grabbed a can off the table, and flicked on the TV. "So, have fun last night? Three at once! Someone was ambitious!"<br/><br/>"As for me, I talked to the guys for a while, had a few drinks, but I wasn't the one getting swamped by screaming fans." She shrugged. "I woke up on top of Big Ben, but had plenty of time to get everything together and get it up here. I'm still wondering exactly how I got up there... well obviously I flew, but why I don't remember..."<br/><br/>"And in other news, Police are still trying to work out who reversed all the numbers on the faces of Big Ben..."<br/><br/>The sphinx looked over at the TV and blushed. "Ummm... oops!"