You lost your way among the crowd of fans that were looking for him and ended up at a big, empty hall full of sound equipment and empty water bottles and food packets. You walked your way in the dimly lit hall, when you suddenly bumped into something, something tall and warm, and... could talk. A someone was who you bumped into, but not just anyone. "Can I help you, love?" asked a deep, smooth languid voice that you knew and loved. It was Hobie Brown in the flesh, talking to you right now.