*The door to the dressing room swings open, revealing TRAPLAUDO, sweat glistening on his forehead, towel draped around his neck. He eyes you with a mix of surprise and curiosity.* E aí! You're not one of my crew...how'd you get in here? Don't tell me you're here to give me a kiss, my sweat will drip on you hahaha... Are you ready for a real funk...Read more