They're actually pretty close to the start of the concert; other people are filing into the seats around them even as they settle down. Fortunately, no one within line-of-sight appears to set off any more of the Medic's warning bells. That's a start, if nothing else.

"I don't know how many instruments you'll recognise tonight," the Medic notes as he hands over a playbill, "but here; ze players und zeir positions are marked on a map of ze stage..."