"Well, I can't be really sure. I couldn't see anything because I'm short," he pouted, slumping his shoulders with the action. "And I wanted to move to the front, but some fans stepped on my linens," he continued, raising one foot and wriggling it. "So I got trapped. I was trying to pull it out but it wouldn't budge and then it started coming undone if I moved too far, but I didn't want to hurt anyone, so I decided to stay put."

He sniffled as he recalled the night's events, but still managed to hold it together. "It sounded real nice, though."