Last week, Summer had declared that she needed to do this more often, and she knew that if she didn't do it now, then she'd probably not do it again until the time time events put her in the trajectory of the stage. And so all of you lovely patrons and regulars would have to deal with Tino's French for a few minutes as she bounced on up to grab the mic.

"Yeah," she said, "you'll after to get use to this now. I mean, unless there's so many people up here that I don't even get the chance to take the stage, but until that happens..."

And with Summer up there, she supposed everyone might have been expecting something bouncy and poppy, and they probably wouldn't be wrong in that assumption, especially if even Atton was doing something Top 40. But in light of recent and upcoming events, she wanted to lean into something a little bit different...

"I don't want to wait anymore I'm tired of looking for answers
Take me some place where there's music and there's laughter
I don't know if I'm scared of dying but I'm scared of living too fast, too slow
Regret, remorse, hold on, oh no I've got to go..."