[ In blatant parody, Midnight frowns, covers Kaveh's mouth lightly with his hand, and turns his attention back to Netzach, reaching for a peach with his other hand. So, not so much as tempting fate as he's hooked fate and begun reeling it in. ]

They'd have to find an audience first, and there certainly won't be a better place to find one than the club, at least for now. I'll be there, for one. The stage as it is is lovely, and should serve us well until there's a need for marvels of elevation. Netzach, do you have enough room for a whole peach, or would you like to split it?