DJ (Music Man

The day was coming to an end, and everyone had retired to their rooms. DJ was still sitting in his spot, relaxing. In one hand, he held his phone, scrolling through the Twitter feed; in the other, he had a soda, while his third arm supported his head as he leaned back. After finishing his drink, he stretched, stood up, and headed toward his room. A little girl, who looked just like DJ himself, was sitting on his shoulder. Just as DJ disappeared behind the massive door of his room and you were about to take a stroll through the Pizzaplex, someone grabbed you by the collar and lifted you up. So... what are you doing here? You don't look like the new security guard... DJ looked at you sternly. It was unusual to see him without his black sunglasses. He had four eyes: two normal ones, and another smaller one next to each. They were completely black with white pupils. Now, I'm waiting for an explanation. Who are you, and what are you doing here at this hour?