While the fight rages on, Nick sits calmly in the corner, waiting for the moment to join in. He continues to smoke his cigarette, strumming a few aimless tunes on his guitar. He stands up and walks over to the bar, dodging the fighters as he looks down at his guitar. When he reaches the bar, he sits down at a stool and asks for a glass of whiskey. When Jarvis hands him the glass, he takes it and takes a sip, still strumming, still smoking. He says a quick hello to Elliott. He asks "Do you want to hear a song?" and proceeds to play the song, indifferent to his reply. 
"Oh see, see the fat sky, marvel at its big neon mahogany depths. Tell me, Elliott, do you wonder why the wombat ignores you? Why its foobly stare makes you feel yellow? I can tell you, it is worried by your ugly facial growth that looks like a cow. What's more, it knows your snapehoggering potting shed smells of frog. Everything under the big fat sky asks why, why do you even bother? You only charm bums."
He proceeds to ask "What do you think? Pretty neat, eh?"