Mara has left a crate of her vinyls in the rec room along with a record player (which is not hooked up to the stadium's sound system tonight, for obvious reasons). Anyone is welcome to play DJ. Jem's been leafing through the collection for the last few minutes and finally has a selection.

But drawing a vinyl out of its sleeve and putting it on a turntable is a lot harder to do one-handed than just flip through records, and he spends a moment struggling with it before heaving a sigh and leaning his head back to appraise the situation. Gotta find a new angle to come in from.