The Return Of ??? (Phae)
Stepping out of the car she took a second and made sure she wanted to continue with her current course of action. Closing the door she straightened out the wrinkles in her dress and taking a deep breath strode up to the threshold of the Serendipity. She had been here before for both work and pleasure but could never remember feeling the wave of calm serenity that came over her as she reached for the door. Stepping through the portal she looked around the common room. Spotting the large bar she also saw Phae, the proprietor.
Walking up to him she said ”Hi, can you point me to the owner?”
“That would be me.” Phae said flipping his towel back up over his shoulder.
“I wanted to see what you guys do around here for entertainment.”
“Nothing organized.”
“How about I do it.”
“What do you do?”
“I’m a singer.”
“Hmmm…hop over to the piano and see what you can do. I’ll be over in a sec.”
“Fair enough.”
Passing Casey, Michael and Gabriel on her way to the piano the woman slowed as she tried to figure out why Casey felt so familiar. Chalking it up to hormones she hopped up onto the raised platform the piano sat on and gave the instrument the once over.
Sliding onto the bench she cautiously began ‘tickling the ivories’ unsure of when or even if the piano had been tuned. Eventually a tune began to form and the soft calming sounds of a lounge piano being played were heard in the Serendipity for the first time in too long.
“So what do you think?” Phae asked Rus.
“She’s got a gift. She’s able to relay more then just sounds with that piano. She can transmit her emotions with it. If she’s in a good mood she’ll rock, if she’s not you won’t have a customer.”
“Really?”
Walking around the bar Phae approached this woman mixing with the other lost souls but not being lost herself. Passing Casey and her brothers he could tell they were deep into whatever they were discussing. From the look on Casey’s face it didn’t appear to be a favorite topic of hers. Stopping at the foot of the platform Phae closed his eyes and listened to the music being played on that old piano.
“You like it?” she asked smiling.
“Feels nice.”
“Feels?”
“Sounds, I mean it sounds nice.”
“Thank you. So do I have a job?”
“150 a night plus tips sound okay to you?”
“200?”
“If I’m gonna pay you 200 a night I should at least know your name.”
“Sa…Rosey. Folks call me Rosey.”
Okay Rosey, 200 a night plus tips and you can start now. I’ll give ya a meal and drinks on the house too.”
“Set me up with a tall glass of water and I’ll settle in for the night.”
As he set the glass down on the sweet sounding piano he said to Rosey “Your hack’ll be alright in the back if you want to pull it around.”
“Hump…thanks Phae.”
Walking up to him she said ”Hi, can you point me to the owner?”
“That would be me.” Phae said flipping his towel back up over his shoulder.
“I wanted to see what you guys do around here for entertainment.”
“Nothing organized.”
“How about I do it.”
“What do you do?”
“I’m a singer.”
“Hmmm…hop over to the piano and see what you can do. I’ll be over in a sec.”
“Fair enough.”
Passing Casey, Michael and Gabriel on her way to the piano the woman slowed as she tried to figure out why Casey felt so familiar. Chalking it up to hormones she hopped up onto the raised platform the piano sat on and gave the instrument the once over.
Sliding onto the bench she cautiously began ‘tickling the ivories’ unsure of when or even if the piano had been tuned. Eventually a tune began to form and the soft calming sounds of a lounge piano being played were heard in the Serendipity for the first time in too long.
“So what do you think?” Phae asked Rus.
“She’s got a gift. She’s able to relay more then just sounds with that piano. She can transmit her emotions with it. If she’s in a good mood she’ll rock, if she’s not you won’t have a customer.”
“Really?”
Walking around the bar Phae approached this woman mixing with the other lost souls but not being lost herself. Passing Casey and her brothers he could tell they were deep into whatever they were discussing. From the look on Casey’s face it didn’t appear to be a favorite topic of hers. Stopping at the foot of the platform Phae closed his eyes and listened to the music being played on that old piano.
“You like it?” she asked smiling.
“Feels nice.”
“Feels?”
“Sounds, I mean it sounds nice.”
“Thank you. So do I have a job?”
“150 a night plus tips sound okay to you?”
“200?”
“If I’m gonna pay you 200 a night I should at least know your name.”
“Sa…Rosey. Folks call me Rosey.”
Okay Rosey, 200 a night plus tips and you can start now. I’ll give ya a meal and drinks on the house too.”
“Set me up with a tall glass of water and I’ll settle in for the night.”
As he set the glass down on the sweet sounding piano he said to Rosey “Your hack’ll be alright in the back if you want to pull it around.”
“Hump…thanks Phae.”
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