With Daft’s big doors flung wide open, we played to a patio full of happy humans (and zero mosquitoes—turns out brass is a pretty solid bug repellent).

Haley sang her heart out, still on the hunt for our elusive hero. For what, you ask? Perhaps a Sousaphone for Liam? Rumour has it there’s a slightly tarnished glimmer at the end of that tunnel...

Stay tuned, friends—this story’s just warming up!