After the opera, the mask-wearing trapeze artist stands by the exit, available to answer questions about the meaning of vomiting, and what it was used for before the computer system took over.
They speak as the ancient spirit of projectile vomit, and give soulful advice about how some things are healthy, and some things are disgusting, and the last remaining great bird of vomit carries messages of distant danger, so as to protect innocent hearts.
