"I know what Disney is," Lestat says. He knows everything. He is caught up, Louis, don't worry about it.

A glance back to Daniel, a flick of his eyeline indicates the full glass of vodka prepared especially—drink up, then—and then back to the stage, an arm slung over the back of his chair in his lean. It is important he fully absorb this mermaid song and its rising orchestral compositions and the overly emotive vibrato-filled performance by (he checks) Susan who works reception at a dentistry clinic.

And hear how it keeps going! Building up and up! Synth and piano and flute and, just as impactfully, a crescendo of silence. Unfortunately for Louis, Lestat would probably very much enjoy Broadway.