"I'm taller", Ben argued, looking between his brothers. There was a hint of smugness in his eyes when he met Hal's.

"By like an inch", Hal shot back flippantly. "Besides, it doesn't matter if you're tall if you don't have the right technique."

Ben rolled his eyes so hard they threatened to get stuck.

"There's no "technique". Now you're just making stuff up."

"Oh, there's a technique alright", Hal scoffed with superiority. "There's proper positioning, grip strength, all kinds of stuff."

Matt seemed to consider Hal's words, much to Ben's annoyance.

"Fine. Matt, if you want to be held with the "right grip strength" - pick Hal. But if you actually want to see anything of the concert, you sit on my shoulders."