Keyboard player was missing so I got to unleash the whole "I can cover a little piano" thing at the regular jazz jam session where I have only previously played trombone.
People looked dumbfounded by the ensuing sight reading, the Herbie Hancock chord voicings, along with some McCoy like quartals, and a brief latin montuno thing.
"WTF?!? Beazley."
As I've told the kids, it's always important in life to have some secret "skills."