Diana watches the two producers battle it out. The fairy dodges one way and then the other, while the ecton tries to grab him.

She doesn't stop. She doesn't ponder.

With a magazine in hand she stomps forward.

Bizz points to the castle.

Diana crams the magazine into her cloak and trots past the two without another word.

Apollo pokes his head out from under one of the tents set up for the crew. The second he saw his sister he hid. He cursed himself silently after seeing her with his magazine.

He was an idiot, he left it right there on the floor when he left.

He couldn't escape his sister, and worst of all, he almost didn't want to hide. These people sucked. He thought being here would be amazing, but no one batted an eye at him. No one cared about who he was.

He wanted his sister to stop caring, and now he was surrounded by people who never would.

He nearly gives himself another "pep talk" but stops.

When he comes back to attention, he finds that Bizz and Zapp have moved conversations, their interruption forgotten as fast as it started.

Bizz flutters about, counting every single guest, every single intern.

Zookeeper scuttles over to a large group of aliens. Most of them are disheveled, tired, and confused.