Yeah...wrong room?

Jack stared up at the stage. Um, wrong room maybe? He really didn't have much of an idea of where he was actually supposed to be at the moment,he just hoped he had some time to kill.

He got up reluctantly on the stage. Eh, why not? Jack searched for the speakers for a few moments, accidentally tripping over more than one object in his path and swearing as he stubbed his toe, hopping back onto the stage. This just wasn't his day.

The music started: I can only Imagine, and Jack started to dance.