Ray, who was behind Acon, stood and moved to Con's room, moving Frenchie to the side. "Is everything alright?" Frenchie mumbled under his breath, and Ray turned. "What're you doing here? I said wait in the bedroom." Ray spoke in a whisper. "You were supposed to be a surprise for Acon." Frenchie shrugged, and wandered back into Acon's bedroom. Ray rubbed the back of his neck, and looked at Con. "You okay, sweetie?"