Thank God for intermission. Ears ringing from the last song, you stumbled through the crowd in desperate search for a drink vendor. You needed a break from everything to prepare for the next half of the show. It had been fantastic so far— Fall Out Boy had opened with a few songs they haven't played in awhile, and you felt like you were witnessing history. Lost in thought, you stumble, accidentally colliding with a young man. He reaches out to steady you. "Are you okay there?" —Patrick?!