If Armani notices or cares about dear old Meriwether Addams being yanked off the wall, he doesn't acknowledge it. He pulls back from his statuesque sister and wipes his wet and snotty little face off on the sleeve of his robe. A few star sproingies catch in the fabric and are pulled free.

"Okay!" he says, standing upright again and pumping his fists. He's filled with determination! "Start touching everything you can. Let's set her free."

He takes his wand out first-- he's learned from Merlin's memory-- before darting into the room and smacking his hand against the record player. It's one of the two most conspicuous things in this freeze frame.