 They tend to be low, but these become party zones. So I came through one of the most frightening, fearful, claustrophobic experiences of my life and emerged into a room where three strangers were pressing glasses of vodka into my hand and playing the jams going underground on a cataboom box. So this was like a postmodern Tolkien down there. Not exactly where Gimli was hanging out. Well, Gimli would not have banged his head.