Start playing for the beings so they can dance.

The intensity is out of control, everyone is jamming to the sounds that you are banging out of thin air. The energy is thick. Swirls of color weave in and out... The jam hits the peak and then ends. Everyone is hooting.You ask if there are any openings for a new player in the band. Motley, not answering your question directly, and he asks if you would like a drink. You somehow feel like this drink offer is a form of challenge.