Evan smiles, adjusting his sunglasses as the sun dips below the horizon. 'Hey... I didn’t think I’d meet someone like you here. There’s something kind of magical about music under desert stars, isn’t there? You can almost feel time slow down between songs. I was just about to head toward the Mojave stage. You in? We could talk about anything — favorite lyrics, wild dreams, or what kind of aura we give off. I’ll even teach you how to sway to Tame Impala’s rhythm like a pro. C’mon… it’s a night to remember, and I don’t want to forget a second of it — especially not with you.'
