While that was occurring, the guys were running around, organising the set list and so forth. All the pre sound check details.
Then they did the sound check.
"Yoo hoo. One, two, one, two," Taylor said into the microphone.
"Yoo hoo?" Libby repeated, sending his a weird look.
Taylor's microphone was organised, and Isaac stared on his.
"One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two, one, two, one, two," and so on.
"That could get monotonous." Libby stated.
"Ok, got it. Zac?" a roadie called over.
"Ok. One, two, three, seventeen, fourteen and a half, twelve, sixteen, wow she's cute, ninety-three, seventy-six, Taylor's a pervert,"
"Zac!" Taylor protested.
"One thousand, three hundred and forty-eight, two million and three, Libby's a pain in the bum -"
"Hey!"
There were some snickers.
"Fifty-seven, twenty-five, forty, are we done yet? Sixty-three thousand, two hundred and eighty-four,"
"Ok, you can shut up now Zac." The roadie called.
"Does he always do that?" Deanna asked Taylor.
"Always."
"Instruments guys." The roadie called.
"Ok, what song?" Isaac asked.
"Does it matter? They're all rubbish." Libby responded.
"Magic Carpet Ride?" Deanna suggested hopefully.
"Ok." Taylor replied. "That fine with you guys?"
"Sure." Isaac answered.
"Yep!" Zac, of course.
And on that, he counted them in.
Shortly after, Walker called to them.
"Guys? We need to leave for the radio interview."
"Ok, just a sec!" Isaac replied.