Crystal cleared her throat, rubbing her cheeks too. While she was apparently ready for hugs, she didn't expect the cheek kisses. She did bristle at the call, despite they were good in nature, but by the time Edwin addressed her she was ready to go on.

"Good," she smiled. "Take all the breaks you need. I'll handle Charles if needed," she smirked. Then shook her head, squeezing Edwin's wrist in reassurance. "The way he is at, it's gonna be him who has to be taken home. I hope I'm not right, though," she added.

Then shook her second half of the concert was even more intense than the first. Charles kept bouncing between Edwin and the group that basically adopted him as their puppy for the night. It was Charles Rowland in action, charming and energetic and affectionate. Until a certain point in the night. The band had already finished with their encore, wrapping up when Charles disappeared from the scene, just to be found in one of the stalls of the restroom.