We sat there, exchanged glances. You noticed my friend's tiny little santa hat. You told her that you were going to steal it because Connie would love it for her act. You whipped out a pamphlet with your face in it. You were adorned in pearls and your name was Chris... that night. You helped complete our quest that night, because there was The Tiny in your pamphlet. We sat there and watched Running Man together. I want to see your show. You told my friend and I that we were in the presence of royalty, I'd love to meet the queen, since we only met the king.