She's thankful Lorne's there to wrap an arm around her back, because she's pretty sure once her concentration finishes on the singing, her balancing is going. But she manages to keep herself steady enough to do a little bow at the applause, laughing a little.

"I can go again?!" she half-shouts, her voice going up in pitch. Why, hello adrenaline. "Yeah, please!"

She's missed performing. It's been too long. At least she has her guitar up in her room.

Cassie laughs again, shaking her head once she's ushered off stage. "Nah, nah. Very kind, but not an angel." she tells him, her London accent a little more prominent with the alcohol in her system. "Very sweet of you, though. Thank you!"