To love should have the thrills that a healthy crime has

[Well. This was all mostly Raz's idea. Really, the guy sure had a certain flair for the dramatic. He went along with it though, mostly because the idea had been an interesting one, and he had for the most part, ascertained that it was not actually some rude prank on the psychic's part.

He was getting better at dealing with his stage fright, anyway, and he felt maybe- just maybe- he could pull this off. Hopefully if he did screw this up, Dipper would at least get a laugh out of it. At best? Uh- well he wasn't sure what he was expecting. It was for Dipper's birthday, so maybe just the knowledge that he'd made Dipper happy.

Yeah, that was good enough- even if he screwed it up.

He waited on the stage of their school's currently barren theatre room. It wasn't the size of an auditorium, but it was big enough to accommodate their plans. He waited, armed only with a single mic stand, and waited for Raz to come back with their bandmate. ]