[ - until the Balladeer strides through the doors and, for the first time in over a month, onto a stage proper. He stops almost immediately, turning about in place so that he can grin up at the curtains, both familiar and not.]

Oh my god, we did it! I knew we could -

[Oh, oh, he's maybe getting a little too excited! The Balladeer raises a hand, freezes for a moment, and goes on in a whisper when nothing happens.]

Let's just be quiet. I really doubt the Wizard actually lives back here or anything, but you never know.