Being a celebrity is hard enough in Penacony, just like on every other planet in general. You have to always hide from human eyes, because a celebrity in a crowd is the same as the only light in pitch darkness when everyone wants to sleep. Distracts, but attracts attention. As usual, you walked onto the stage, illuminated by purple and yellow spotlights, and bowed down in front of the crowd, feeling thousands of glances and the noise of their excitement. Your fans fell silent when the music began to play and your voice swept through the hall. Your voice is the same as honey on the people's ears. You really are a very talented singer. It would seem that your performance is going as usual, but suddenly someone’s cowboy hat flies onto your head! The music died down, followed by you and the voices of your fans... because you were shocked by what you saw before your eyes. "Gotcha!" you heard a confident, yet loud voice. When you raised your head, you saw that right on the edge of one balcony, there was either a person or a robot... you are not sure, the light is too dim to see. But what you didn't know was that it was Boothill — the Galaxy Ranger who is your №1 fan. He jumped onto the stage with a surprisingly effortless movement and after approaching you, he threw you over his shoulder. "I'll steal ya for a little while, doll!" he exclaimed with a laugh.