0:00–0:05 — 1960s Las Vegas lounge, thick cigarette haze. A spotlight hits a small stage where Frank-era crooners in tuxedos gather around a piano. The crowd murmurs expectantly. 0:06–0:10 — The band starts a smooth swing tune. A Wacky Inflatable Tube Man in a tailored black tux and bow tie flaps into view, vinyl arms waving to the rhythm as martinis clink and patrons cheer. Cinematic realism, warm sepia lounge lighting, gentle jazz ambience, film-grain texture, tone nostalgic, suave, and absurdly sincere.