"Great!", Emerick said. "Thanks!" The Salamon scurried off back stage, only to return a moment later dragging a comfy looking cushion that Kit would be sitting on for the performance into place.

Kit, meanwhile, looked around the stage with a slightly nervous grin as they got things set up. "I've never played for a real audience before," Kit said. "I mean, there've been people around who listened, and stuff, but they just kinda... happened to be there, ya know?" She paused a moment. "I hope everything goes OK."