Jack and Steve, back on stage together, and at this point they don't even really need a musical cue. A few people in the crowd notice them, and the silence spreads like wildfire, everyone on pins and needles to see what will be announced next. "For anyone who doesn't already know this, Steve Rogers is a wonderful person. Now, I know that probably just sounds like lip service, like an excuse to get him back up on this stage for you all to stare at, but I mean it. After the wild success of the Specials dance auction, and we really did do so well. Give yourselves a big hand."


He pauses here to allow for the clapping. "Steve said to me, Jack, I just hate it that not everyone really had a chance at winning those. And I had to agree with him. It came down to the numbers, folks. Then Steve had an idea. A raffle. Limit of one entry per guest, twenty credits a ticket, for the last dance of the evening. This way, everyone who participates has an equal chance. And I said, Steve, that's such a fantastic idea I could kiss you!" He lets one beat pass in silence, then looks out on the audience with a grin. "Again." Another beat of silence for them to decide if he's being serious or not. "Oh yeah, he is very special."