We’ll still need roads now that I think about it

'Let's get this show on the road!' Cuthbert cried encouragingly, clapping his hands. No one cheered. He slowed to a gentle pat. He stopped.

The lead singer looked at him curiously. 'I thought you said we had to do this show on the bridge,' he said uncertainly. 'Yo, is the road going to be better for passing trade?'

'I know a lot of people who walk on roads,' the lute player said, nodding.