If this is the wrong thing to do, Freddie doesn't show it. In fact, he loves and supports everything you're doing here, Mr. Goldstein. He whoops in approval and does a little shimmy to Lorcan's story-song.

"Friends and countrymen, please put your hands together for LOGAN GOLDSTEEEEIN!" Freddie calls out his name like a wrestling announcer. This is his show now and you're all forced to attend. Now clap, bitches. "Any requests for the next song, Mr. Goldstein? Any—" he waggles his eyebrows "—dedications?"