Oh no, there was a sad audience in the corner. Blair could smell it! Her yellow eyes caught glance at the Doctor as she followed her song until the end.

Sometime after the stage, it was time to mingle with the crowd. Blair's first priority was the mopey doctor guy. Of course there he was, still in that silly corner. In a moment, Blair was behind him, slid up in view over his shoulder and peered. If her hat was off, her ears would droop, she was a concerned kitty.

"Hey Mister." Blair called for his attention. "What's the matter? You can talk to Blair."