I motioned towards the door. "Mr. Mohawk. I mean, it may be very bad timing on his part, but Random has been very serious about his visions..." I patted my hair down, letting my paw slide down my face. "Well... I really want to think past that. Which I guess I can, now that Blitz showed up earlier. He likes our stuff, dude." I nudged Spike a bit, to lighten my delivery in mood. "We may open for his band, eh?"