"For now," he stressed with a raised finger. "He knows how to work up an audience and entertain, and if he knows I said that he'll never shut up about it. You can't miss him: Tall, black-tipped red ears, tacky red suit, never stops grinning. Old-timey radio energy."

He tapped the counter for another drink, and finally took down the one he had.

"But they all seem to be doing well. I mean, obviously. It's a big change from our usual stomping grounds."

He paused. "...It's... nice to see the stars at night."