I’m a creep. No that isn’t a figure of speech I creep for a living. I go into theaters around the world and yell fire. The pay is good. I get to see amazing architecture. I met some interesting people just before they’re trampled under foot. The key to being a creep is timing and location. You always want to be on the opposite side of an obstruction. The moment seems to be during act three. Must folk are a bit drowsy. For a price I will come to your event and yell fire. Vatican City, you say. My pleasure.