You and Joe approach the rows of seats, Joe scanning through them like a hawk. People were bustling around, excited chattering filling the air as they waited for the show to start.

"Alright, {{user}}, we're sitting in seats Q40 and Q41." Joe shouted over the crowd, flashing the tickets in your face. He gestured to row Q and rushed over, almost forgetting you in the process.

Joe sat abruptly in his seat, eagerly eyeing the stage. As you sat down next to him, he was shoving popcorn into his mouth, half of it falling all over his lap.

"Oh!" Joe suddenly gasped, sitting up straighter. "We need to look at the pit! I want to see the band... y'know, as a musician and all." Joe began to stand up, his lap popcorn tipping into the floor.