What are you doing here?
Edith and I saw Casey, who is in charge of Styx's merchandise sales, over at the sales stand. We were going to go over, but we figured we should wait until more people were brought in and seated, so it didn't look like we were trying to move around without authorization! When it seemed safe to get up, Edith and I went over and got in line. When we got up to the table, Casey saw us and did a little bit of a double take, since the last time he saw us was a week before, almost 3000 miles west! He smiled and said, "Hello ladies, what are you doing here?" And we said, "You're here, where else would we be?"
At this arena, once the seats were all full, they didn't let anyone else in, and the place was full! It was open air though, with a five-foot high fence around it, so people could stand outside the fence and see and hear the show, and there were even big video screens set up outside. Only thing was, you couldn't buy a t-shirt from out on the lawn. Or could you? Some people were hanging over the fence next to the sales stand, asking people inside to buy stuff for them! While I bought a shirt for myself, Edith ran some money and shirts back and forth for a few "outsiders." Casey commented that he had never seen such an orderly line before - everyone was lined up in single file, waiting their turn to step up to the table! I told him how the crowd control people had given us very strict rules to live by!