The counterculture leaders prepare the technology that will be employed to record the big festival, as planned.
But what they don’t know is (1) this isn’t my first festival, and (2) I am centuries old.
Also of note: That girl they tried to fix me up with is dead.
(source: pumpkincat210 | CC)
Later on, I left to go back to the hotel to find my wallet, which was, apparently, missing.