Something about the discordant playing from ahead was stirring up even more anticipation from Penny. Most of her experiences with large-scale concerts had been at Muggle events, almost all of them classic rock. Penny's dad had grown up with that music and imparted that preference onto his daughter.
"As long as I'm deaf with you," she teased, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek. She managed to do it without falling over! At that point, they entered the tent, which was much louder than it had seemed from outside. It was much larger than it had seemed, too. "Damn." Penelope was pretty certain that no one had heard her curse; the sea of people that filled the tent was otherwise occupied with the warm up going on onstage. She looked at Charlie and gestured for him to lead the way. He knew where his tickets were good for.