The club is, relatively, secure by the time that the last parts of concert setup is underway. Carolina, for her part, has been prowling all the access points, beefing it up around the upper floors where people might try something stupid.

There's still time for warm ups before the crowds can be allowed in, but the release of smoke on the stage gives her pause. She's been over the routine, knows which numbers are meant to have what, and that's going off way too early.

She shifts her course, taking an indirect route towards the stage.