Tristan has to deal with some pests for good
Nel grinned from ear to ear and pumped his fist in the air. His wig and costume were off and replaced by a head of shaggy blond hair and casual "village pumpkin" clothing, but his makeup stayed contrastingly glittery.
"Man, this was awesome! I wish I actually watched it, and didn't just listen, though—I swear, I will watch the recordings of it. Bet after tonight you will go on TV, Tristan!"
Tristan leaned back slightly, but soon recovered and grinned, preening from the praise.
"Your song was extraordinary, too. If I wasn't there, you surely would've deserved the victory. Too bad we are competing in the same city."
Nel laughed at Tristan's humor, making Tristan laugh together, and pulled Tristan away from the stage and toward a quieter hallway.
When he turned toward Tristan again, he was as serious as a rock.