He'd started to open his mouth... but his reaction to being cut off isn't, strangely, to be horribly offended. Instead, he looks stupidly elated.

"You might!" he exclaims, beaming from ear to ear. "I have a gig at a venue not too far from here - they have my posters plastered all over the place! Maybe you saw one of them!"

Actually it's kind of a shitty club and they have a grand total of one poster hidden under a dozen other pictures, but like that's enough to detract Eusine from his dreams of greatness.