“So I was in the mosh pit, and then this guy appears out of nowhere, and he has this DJ Sul shirt, and…”

“And I just know I gotta make friends with the dude. We’re practically already friends.”

“So I grab his arm, and he sees my DJ Sul pin and then we…”

“Haha, yes, thanks for this. Anyways…”

“And then he tells me he doesn’t even know who DJ Sul is!”

If you can’t see in Marie’s eyes that she doesn’t know why Romain even bothers with me, I’m telling you I’m pretty sure that’s what she is thinking at that moment. I know, because that’s surprisingly close to what I am thinking myself.