"Hundreds of...." he mumbles, and there's an obvious tremor in his voice, goose flesh breaking out along his arms, the hair on the back of his neck standing up. Just the idea of that many people in one place makes him want to crawl out of his own skin, much less that many people screaming at him.

"Thousands, you said? Guh-- what could you possibly do to get that many people in one place? It sounds... hot."