"The pitch, I think," Wayne said, grinning. "No one will begrudge us headed out there for a bit of practice, yeah? We should move quick, though." He darted out of the door into the corridor, holding onto the guitar still strapped to his back. Creeping down the hall, he got a picture in his head of himself and Megan as Fred and Daphne from Scooby-Doo, trying to catch the creepy old man in the rubber mask who has been frightening the locals.