Brazen can't help but spend at least part of the show looking for something, or somepony, in particular amongst the performing Wonderbolts. Though a happy smile is plastered on his face the entire show regardless. As the show ends and the others begin talking he turns towards them while adjusting his customary cargo vest. "The details of how I might tell of at a later date but as to the why one could say... They were a reward from an angel who saved my flank. Even if I still ended up in a crater..." The large stallion seems to take great amusement in the 'mysteriousness' around the acquisition of the tickets even as his coat twitches at some unpleasant memory.

"As to food well, I ain't to picky about that. Long as there's good booze to go along with it."