Lindsay, Melanie, and Justin are stuffing their faces at the reception, talking about how great Greasy Fiddler was. Justin suddenly knows this kid's entire bio. Mel and Lindz are happy to see Justin taking an interest in "culture," and toast themselves to "another lesbian success story." Okay, here's the worst-directed thing I've ever seen. Lindsay looks off to the left and says, "Oh, there's Susan. I'd better thank her for the tickets." Then Lindsay walks to her left, circles Justin completely, and then comes all the way back around to kiss Mel on the shoulder and walk off with her. She does a complete circle for absolutely no reason at all.
So now Justin's alone, sauntering up to Fuzzy Face. Justin holds up his program so we can see that he's holding his sketches of Violin Boy as he finishes his drink.