Ford swallowed and tried to push all the tension he felt buzzing around him back to the pit of his stomach. "Yeah, hot," he agreed. It felt hot after watching that performance, anyway. He caught the bartender's eye and asked for his glass of water, which he promptly received. "Stuffy, too. Close," he continued, taking a quick sip. "It'll probably be even worse once everyone's gone in for the main performance."