"Yo, Dave? Are you ready? Crowd's waiting for the DJ!" You rap your knuckles on Dave's door. He opens it a few seconds later, dressed in a nice suit. "Feast your eyes, bro. Feeding both the ears and eyes of the people.” Dave starts moving his equipment outside of his room. Amps, turntables, and a whole lot of cables. Look at you! The night has just started and you’re already spitting bars.

"I can't believe we somehow convinced the trolls to have a human prom." You comment with a chuckle as he tosses most of his wires over his shoulder. "Especially considering you and Rose were homeschooled, and you have never been to an actual prom." Dave chuckles. "Oh, but I've seen the movies. And there won't be any room for Jesus here, let me tell you that. Help me carry the amps." He adds after, picking up his turntables.