I think that really sucks and sometimes I wish I could kidnap all the Sirens I’ve got to know here outta Sirens. Not like in a creepy way. But just like, an enforced no-performing no-masking no-shucks-this-is-all-just-part-of-being-a-performer sabbatical. I know every one of you has a reason they’re doing it and this isn’t actually about me but holy moly holy cow holy butternut squash.

Also I wanna invent a mechanical dog that can defend people AND call security the second someone starts being weird at them because of Sirens.

[drums his dumb feet against the ground in irritation!!!]

Okay I’m done.