Bass remained seated in his chair, looking around, as he tuned his guitar. However, he didn't tune by ear, or with a magical tuner. No, Bass had memorized the feeling of a fine tuned string's vibration reverberating through the neck of a guitar, and tuned it as such. This allowed him to tune in any area, quiet or noisy. He looked around, as he tuned, spotting at least one familiar face. Lucky Penny. He looked around at all the other ponies, including the nervous Life Line. "Hey, don't sweat it. I'm sure you'll do great. Trust me."