Vance waited until everyone else had left the stage before walking off. His energy was feeding from the crowd and knowing he would step off would be his kryptonite. He would feel his energy drained and want to sleep but there would be no sleep until Brooklyn or in this case, Chicago.<br/><br/>As soon as he left the brightly lit stage he saw everyone celebrating. "C'mon mates that was bloody brilliant, eh?" he said in his best british accent that turned into Canadian. His goofy attitude was a bit different than everyone else but he figured he could fit in somehow. Everyone needs a Bass player.<br/><br/>His black bass guitar still around his neck, his Sharpie shirt drenched in sweat, he needed to drink some Caffeine. He handed the bass to a roadie and leaned against the wall as he started to chug an entire can of Rockstar energy drink in under a minute.