Nailed on the old dirty door of the Hog's Head pub, was a large roll of parchment. Scrawled on it in big bold letters was "NEW LIVE MUSIC! Only live music in Hogsmeade!" It was a publicity stunt to get more customers, and it was working. The first night of the live music, and the bar was popping.

Shawn walked in about 2 hours earlier then his set. He had an acoustic guitar strapped on his back. In his hand he had a crate acoustic amp, and in his other he had his own microphone. "Aber, I'm early, can I get a few brews as i figure out the setlist?" Shawn asked, setting his gear down near a seat at the bar. He pulled out a piece of paper and a pencil, and he put some words down. Aberforth came back with a beer for Shawn, and he muttered an acceptance and he sipped it absently, going back to his paper.

Emilee walked into the hog's head and was surprised at the sudden changes to it. instead of half empty and quiet there were people milling around and music playing from different people that were obviously waiting to play. going to her usual empty corner in the back she ordered herself a whiskey before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.

Shawn finished the setlist and sat back in the chair relaxed. He finished his beer off, and smiled. "Thanks, Aber," He muttered, placing the mug on the bar. He grabbed his amp and microphone off the floor. "Hey, you mind putting these in the back for me?" He asked, and with a grunt and a nod from Aberforth, Shawn put them in the back. He grabbed his guitar, and pulled it out of the bag. It was a Dean V-Coustic Thin-body in black. He stood over in the corner and worked out how he wanted the set to go. Fiddling around for about an hour, it was finally Shawn's turn to play. In about 5 minutes he had his gear set up, and he stood on stage, smiling. He spoke into the microphone "Okay, well, this is called 'Wayne Andrews the Old Bee Keeper' by Claudio Sanchez..."

He looked down and played the first two riffs, and looked up, playing the rhythm. "I'm the keeper of the bees, as you know. Just a worthless memory in this house. Through the light of day, and dark, you will notice me. I'm the keeper of the bees, I'm a dead man."

He then played two chords, one a variation of a D chord, and the other a variation of a C chord and sang "Dear Diary, I won't keep her awake anymore..."

He continued with the intro riffs, and then the rhythm again, singing "I won't love her anymore, she won't let me. Just a Journeyman's journey to the end. Will this road hold home for good? Will I ever see? 'Gainst these broken streets I gaze, will she comfort me?"

He then played two chords, just two, standing alone. the same variation of the D chord as before, and then again, the same D chord, singing "Dear Diary, I won't keep her awake anymore."

He finished with the lapsteel solo on his regular guitar.

(you can listen to the real track here and you can see the guitar I'm playing here)

Lizz walkd in wearing her usual tight jeans, a band t-shirt and heals. She had heard the Hog's Head now had music and wanted to check out some local musicians, see if any one was actually good. She stood near the bar drinking a whiskey on the rocks, and smiled in suprise and shock as Shawn got up there to play. He sounded really good.

Shawn smiled as he finished the solo, and the song. He went straight onto the next song. He started playing a few chords, strung together and sang "Too done up, I've said too much; It always seems like I do. All because people don't learn, They'd much rather teach the truth."

He paused, for a second and then continued playing, singing "Better kept secret, Waiting on a better day. When everything is self-destructive I, can't explain myself anyway."

He paused again, and then continued, singing, "So I'll make my apologies. Just as soon as you turn away, It's as bad as bad can get. Is anyone listening?

He stopped again, and smiled, before playing again. He sung, "Better kept secret, Waiting on a better day. When everything is self-destructive I, can't explain myself anyway. If I could, you know I would, Hypocrisy that's understood. It's meaningless at best, Nothing's making sense. Here right now I'll put this down, To pull you in and hear the sound. A living silhouette with nothing to give back."

"I'm caught up. I'm caught up. I'm caught up. I'm caught up." He finished with a sweep of the E minor chord..

"That one was Caught Up, by The Fall of Troy..."

(You can listen to this one, Here)

Lizz listened, he was realy good and was glad she had come. Looking around she tried to see if anyone she knew was there.

"And this one is 'Come All You Weary, by Thrice.." Shawn said. He looked down and found his fingers at the right frets. He strummed a series of 5 or 6 chords, and did the procession again, before singing "Come all you weary with your heavy loads, Lay down your burdens find rest for your souls Cause my yoke is easy and my burden is kind I’ll take yours upon me and you can take mine."

He continued with the basic procession of chords, with a minor switch here and there, and sang "Come all you weary move through the earth. You've been spurned at fine restaurants and kicked out of church. Got a couple of loaves sit down at my feet, lend me your ears and we'll break bread and eat."

He came in for the chorus, and sang, "Come all you weary, come gather round near me, find rest for your souls.."

He played the same chord progession again, and sang, "Come all you weary, you crippled you lame I’ll help you along you can lay down your canes. We’ve got a long way to go but we’ll travel as friends. The lights growing bright further on, further in."

He came back in for the chorus and sang, "Come all you weary, come gather round near me. Find rest for your souls, rest for your souls."

He came in again and finished with the chorus, singing, "Come all you weary, come gather round near me. Find rest for your souls rest for your souls rest for your souls rest for your souls..."

(You can listen here)

John walked into the bar felling in need of a drink (A rare occurrence) he walked up to the bar and sat down next to Emilee"Are you reserving this for someone?"He asked Em

"Okay, I've got 2 more for you... This one is the Faint of Hearts, by Coheed and Cambria..."

Shawn ran through the first riff slowly, smiling. He rolled through the same riff one more time, before beginning again, singing "With the worries that I'd give her in they told the worst of me. My wanting just to hold your neck in my arms, and feel me squeeze. No I'm not gonna give you what you want so if you please... The sin that shapes your voice carries my ears this new disease."

He smiled, and stopped, beginning the chorus, singing, "Did somebody take your tongue? Oh woah oh, oh woah oh. In the worries of the words that you couldn't say if they could've saved them from. But I don't want to sleep without; so I bid to you goodnight. Tonight, sleep tight, my love.."

Shawn continued back into the verse, "The anxious through the calming storm you'll sit as you pray for rain. I'll touch it if you ask me to, but how is up to you. No I'm not gonna let you get up if you struggle willingly. I'll favor all your form to show you how its been done to me.."

He smiled, as he went back to the chorus, singing, "Did somebody take your tongue? woah no oh oh, woah no oh oh. In the worries of the words that you couldn't say if they could've saved them from. But I don't want to sleep without; so I bid to you goodnight. Tonight, sleep tight, my love.."

"With all the words you say... you'll save..."

"You were so well behaved, as you arched and made your way, this gift for you engraved; the shift as you stretch your legs; you were so well behaved. You were so well. Who taught these tricks that make...you were so well behaved."

Shawn went straight to the next part of the song, his favorite part. He sang loudly, "If the world stops turning girl you better not stop when I say. If there was nothing you could do to stop it why'd you try. Then the ground starts parting through the silence as you woke up the dead. Everything here dies alone..."

He broke into a small interlude, and straight afterward went to the bridge. "But I'm not quite sure what you've been told on labor day. Ooo. I'm not starting with you but the faint of heart; While worries wait. But I'm not quite sure what this unfolds on labor day. Ooo, I'm not starting with you but the faint of heart.."

He smirked, going back to the chorus, singing, "Did somebody take your tongue? Woah no oh oh, woah no oh oh. In the worries of the words that you couldn't say if they could've saved them from. But I don't want to sleep without; so I bid to you goodnight. Tonight, sleep tight, my love.."

The last chorus came nicely, with Shawn singing, "With all the words you say... Did somebody take your tongue? Woah no oh oh, woah no oh oh. In worries of the words that you couldn't say if they could've saved them from. With all the words you say.. But I don't want to sleep without you, so I bid to you goodnight. Tonight, sleep tight... my gun..."

(You can listen to the song Here but it's the non acoustic version, i'm playing it with an acoustic... oh and i can actually just play the beginning myself.. :P)

Em looked over at john briefly before shaking her head. you can sit there if you want. she said as she looked back at the small stage where shawn was still playing. she had to admit he was pretty good.

"And here's the last song for this evening... It's call the Final Cut by Coheed and Cambria..." Shawn said, as he looked down at the fretboard, and looked back up, smiling. He played the opening riff, a fairly simple riff, but also very epic sounding. He came up to the verse, after playing the opening riff four times.

He palm muted the original opening riff, and sang "In the final curtain call. You left me here with the coldest of feelings. Weight, kind, depression. Blessing the floor with the places you've stepped in. Will they ever measure up, to the way you left me? Here on the roadside, the bloodiest cadaver. Marked in your words: I'm the joke, I'm the bastard. Here, wait, so I guess that you know that you're a selfish little whore; I'm the selfish little whore. If I had my way, I'd crush your face in the door."

Shawn stopped the palm muting, and he sang the chorus, "This is no beginning, yeah, yeah oh no... This is the final cut, open up... This is no beginning, yeah, yeah oh no... This is the final cut, I'm in love,"

He went to work on the first part of the solo, keeping it verbatim to the original song, for abit. After about two minutes on the first part of the solo, Shawn switched to the second part of the solo, and mildly moving away from the original song, taking some creative liberty. The solo lasted for about 12 minutes all together, in an amazing display of creativity and improvisatory skills.

When he finished up the solo, he smiled, and said, "Thank you guys, I'm Shawn Black, and I'll be back..." He smirked once again, and walked off stage, picking up his small amp, and taking his own microphone back. He walked over to the bar and smiled at Aberforth.

"Great show, mate.." Aberforth said, handing Shawn a large mug of beer, as Shawn placed his gear against the wall. "Eh, it was alright..." Shawn muttered, drinking his beer.

(forgot, you can listen to the un-acoustic version here)

"My thanks"John said sitting down"Bartender one beer if you could be so kind"He added as he watched shawn play

So, the Hogs Head wasn't Fleur's usual drinking place, but she had a night off from baby duty, having almost begged Gabrielle to look after William while she went out. She had made sure that her son had been feed and any cleaning dealt with before she left the house, into the night. She sat in a booth, holding her ordered glass of vodka and coke in her grasp. The taste was slight reasuring as it smothered her body. The whole point of this evening was for her to relax,just relax and not be stressed with anything at all. And the idea was working, pretty well. Fleur crossed her leg, to cover the opposite knee, her navy jeans didn't protest. She had dressed up, but only in the way of jazzing up her over natural makeup and curling her hair. The hogs head wasn't really the place for too much leg or bare skin.

Lizz walked into the hog's head the one place to escape the students, they were allways all over the place during visits but hey they didn't get out often so guess its ok. She smiled ordering a drink.

Drey's metal-heeled shoes clacked against the wood as she descended the stairs from the private rooms above the place. She had a slightly sour expression on her face and she was about to call to the owner to get her something strong...which he would then teasingly reply, "like the usual?" which would lead her into a tirade of taking all her frustration out on him in the form of very clever wand movements.

However, not all things go as planned whenever she sees Lizz seated on her own. Probably trying to get away from the hectic life of Hogwarts. So, she did what she usually did...which is walk over.

"Lizz, my love." She smirked as she took the empty seat beside her friend. "You look like you feel like being alone, would you mind if I joined you?" She ordered her drink with a hand signal and returned her attention to Lizz. "Tell me, have you any news for me?" She asked in her trademark 'drey-wants-to-know-something' voice.

Lizz smirked "no drey i do not mind, if i wanted to be alone then i wouldn't be near you now would i" she said sipping her firewiskey, and shrugged. "Have three grand children, two in hogwarts, one baby, i have cancer, went into surgery not sure if they got it all, never see my bf or if were still together so usual"

"Like you could get away from me and my charm." She scoffed playfully before letting her face fall. "You have nothing else to tell me? Really? Are you sure?" Dreyal usually did not pry into the matters of her friends...since hardly any secrets were kept for long. This time, however, she looked genuinely confused. "I mean, about the boyfriend thing, really? Besides, if you're that unsure you can do better."

"think its my destiny to be single" she said shrugging "and i'm serious what else would there be? your gasping for something whats up?" she asked giving her friends a pointed look to spill all, besides a few drinks might loosen her up.

"It's funny that you mention destiny." The younger Malfoy was staring ponderously into her drink, as if she would find the answers there....which had happened a few times, actually. "I got your future done." She said sheepishly. Getting someone's future done was like getting someone's tarot cards read or horoscope. Only, it sounded more accurate and usually was. "It said that someone new was going to walk into your life and that things would slowly fall into place." She sighed.

"At first, I was horribly mad at you since I knew nothing about this." She left out the part where Lizz should have been mad that Dreyal had done this since these wizard readings were usually a very private thing and could only be done once a year. "Then, I was beside myself that I had good news for you until you've just told me you met no one. Now, I'm confused. Be happy Lizzie, you just ruined my faith in magic. I will now proceed to snap my wand in half and never be heard from again." She sighed, more thoughtful than sad, really. Actually, more confused than the two feelings and knowing her she had confused Lizz's already confused mind with more confusion. How confusing this all was. She finally shrugged.

"Hey, I'm single for now. I don't see the big deal." She shrugged with a smile.

Lizz raised an eyebrow from begining to end of drey's speech, "you know i think those things are hog wash besides slowly fall in place please that will be years in the making" she said snorting "just get drunk and have a one night stand with me and some random person" she said smirking.

"They're actually quite reliable. Not like those stupid muggle ones where in one magazine you'll be happy and in another one you have dragon pox or something." She waved a hand to indicate she knew muggles did not contract dragon pox, but for the sake of the argument. "But perhaps you're right, it would be more of things crashing down around us and taking a broom and sweeping them into a heap instead of falling into place. Besides," she smirked "what would we do then? We'd be so bored."

"A one night stand with you and some other person? That's quite a lot of people. I think that might be the night until the following afternoon." She replied teasingly though she knew what Lizz had meant. "Besides, it's not like that's a new game for us. Sounds good for tonight, it is the Hogsmeade weekend and you don't have to go back to teach and I don't have to do much of anything except not skip the country again like sir Lucius knows best Malfoy says." She mumbled and unconsciously rubbed her ears from the argument she had upstairs..

"it is not skipping the country, it is simply adventuring out to find another to see" she said laughing into her drink, "your the only malfoy i contact with from that side of my life. A one night stand it is has got the job done in the past will get it done now in the future!" she said raising her class " a toast! to us! come hell or high water! preferably hell cause we'll be to drunk for the high water!"

"It's quite difficult to not have contact with me, I'm everywhere." Drey smirked before raising her own glass to toast with Lizz. "Yes, that preferably since I've never been much of a swimmer either way. I swim like a stone, as they say." She cheered her friend before swallowing a mouthful of her own firewhiskey. "Besides, tonight's half price for the ladies, anyway. So just pretend you have some class in you, Lizz." She playfully informed her friend. "Okay, let's liven it up. You choose mine for the night and I'll choose yours."

The Hog's Head was beginning to fill up, for the first time in their memory at least. It must have been the new renovations since it probably wasn't the live music and tonight wasn't the night for that. Either way, the bands were usually too wasted to play actually songs and treated the audience to renditions of muggle music many didn't understand.

"This place is becoming crowded." Dreyal had a slight frown as someone knocked her elbow and earned a "Watch it." growled at him from the harassed blond. Her efforts were rewarded since the bartender moved away from the young man, not wanting to further offend one of his favorite patrons who showed up on a regular basis with friends and had enough credit to her name to actually be good on eventually paying her IOUs. Hence, why she was one of his favorites.

Lizz smirked "class? my dear you stole my class with the first day i met you" she said taking a swig and swiviling on her seat to look around. Boys boys boys why couldn't there be men in the room for a change? She sighed "lets seeeeeeeeeeeeeee your boy your toy your toy tonight shall be ooo hello mr corner drinker" she said nodding to some one across the bar from them "tall dark pretty good looks one more firewiskey he'll be hotter" she laughed "can handle his drinks no rings or such none sense".

Dreyal sized up Lizz's choice with a practiced eye. "Judging from his body language, doesn't seem like he's meeting anyone tonight, and if he was." She flashed her friend a grin. "He'll just have to reschedule." Before moving towards him she scanned the room, lamenting the same as Lizz for the lack of choice. She was about to tell Lizz she could have her's when the doors swung open. Not one door like most people, but both to not obscure the grand entrance of a tall gentleman dressed in black dress pants an a black satin shirt with the top two undone.

"Psh, is everyone looking or does he need to enter again?" Drey inclined her head to speak to Lizz. Even over almost two loud music, this guy's presence was known. He lifted a hand to brush his brown blond hair to the side and he scanned the room with his green eyes. "Jeez, he looks like he owns the place." Drey muttered.

"He does own the place, missy. We had some...difficulties a few years back and he cut through the mess for us. See that man? That's Seba Kastroffov. Russian or German or somethin' of the like. Family's loaded, breeds hippogriffs for the races or something." The bartender, having caught her words told them.

"Get lost, Smarmy." Dreyal sighed, but it was a thoughtful sigh. That name sounded familiar and she glanced at the man making his rounds around the room. "Well Lizz," She grinned at the girl next to her and clapped her on the shoulder. "He's all yours." The blond smirked before lifting her drink and walking around to the other side of the bar with a distinct walk that only a woman who knows how to walk in heels but never wears them can master.

Lizz smiled as he walked in and smirked at drey "your just jealouse you couldn't make that entrance" she had watched him. She didn't hear what the barteender had said about the new comer she was making sure she had enough drink incase he was a bore.
Standing up lizz's black high heels clinckled against the floor her black pants hugging her bottom and legs perfectly, her dark green shirt greatly accenting her body and breast. She walked deterandly and seductivly over to him "couldn't help but notice your here, and since i've been here a long time and many times your not very new. I'm Lizz Malfoy, by marriage and not blood." she said friendly sipping her drink.

Dreyal shook her head, why make the entrance when you could make the exit?

"Hey there." She told her stranger as she took the chair one chair over from him. She didn't look to see if he had paid attention, she knew he had. This was a very typical game of 'guess if you're looking." She signaled to the bartender to bring her another drink before looking at his half empty drink with an almost sorry smile. "Slow night?"

Across the room, Seba stared at Lizz before bidding his acquaintances a good evening. "Malfoy. I know that name, of course." He mock pondered. "Ah, it must be the surname of the little devil you were entertaining at the bar. Haven't seen that girl since she was five, don't think she remembers me. If she had, I'm sure you wouldn't be standing here blocking my way to the bar." He could have easily walked around her, but this was the game, or perhaps he was for real and this wasn't a game. He raised an eyebrow down at her since he was almost half a foot taller. "By marriage? Then why, may I ask, are you alone in a place like this? Without male company, I mean."

Lizz smirked standing to the side "I am here with no male acquaintance, because the little bastard decided to run off with his little wife of the side" she said smiling softly. "Ah yes Drey quite a handful and I doubt any of us are going to be spared for his memory." she said "please let me get you a drink i see mine has run low" she said though it was half full. She took a swig of her drink, now quarter of it was left.

The guy glanced at her and double took "Ms drey" he nodded paying for her drinks as he got himself another.

Drey nearly spit the contents back into her glass as she swallowed. "How do you know my name? And drop the miss, I'm not a debutante, you know." She watched as he paid. "I'll pay the next round, it's only fair." Ever the feminist, that one. Or, perhaps she was just that independent. She wondered at him, although, she was well known or at least some things could be pieced together from mutual friends. But the formalities of this guy got to her. She leaned her elbow casually on the bar and elegantly grazed the floor with her foot, awaiting his answer.

Seba let his other eyebrow raise to meet the first one. "Well, now that I am acquainted with your personage." He drawled before taking her elbow and bringing her back to the bar. "Myself, I am widely known as Seba since know one knows what accent to use for my name. I've been Italian, German, French, and everything in between. I'm Russian actually. Here on business, usually here on business. However, it seems that those I hire to take care of business actually did it this time. Therefore, I am left in this dump with a lot of free time on my hands." He signaled to the bartender to bring drinks. "Anyway, I will not allow you to get me a drink since that shows poor manners on my part....and they are free since I own this place. However, where I'm from, buying you, as opposed to offering you something, means I pretty much have you for some time as my own...if you know what I mean. Alas, the drinks are free or else I would indeed buy you." He smirked at her. He had a bit of a crass sense of humor sometimes and today had been difficult so he was not in the mood to entertain pleasantries with a woman, even one he thought this attractive, especially in a bar of all places.

"Who DOESN"T know you?" he said smirking at her "though i wonder why you are here of all places" he said leaning against his chair "Chrisan is the name"

Lizz smiled sitting down crossing her legs "well if you own me for some time then i guess i am at your will and call to do your bidding" she said smirking sipping her drink, "not that i would object of course" she said adding at the end. He was very, whats the word, o yes intreging (sp?) and had a bit of a mystery to him and just enough smart ass to him that made her want to know more.

Drey raised an eyebrow and let a smirk tug at her lips before taking a sip of her offered drink.
"If that's your name then what's your game?" She asked him playfully. "To answer your previous question, whoever doesn't know me is a soul with sanity and a very boring life. I like your name. You may wonder why I am here all you wish. That's allowed." She raised her glass to him. "Now, while your wondering, let me ask you why you are here. Why are you here?"

Seba let a deep chuckle rise from him throat as he seated himself next to her. "You're quite something, what, I have yet to determine." His green eyes were lit up with something akin to a challenge. "I'm sure you wouldn't object, after all, why would you?" He smirked. "So, tell me about yourself, Lizz of the bar."

He smiled "that you may wonder all you like" he said quoting her gently laughing "I am here for fun and adventure unsure of the next step" he said shrugging "now your turn to answer my question ofwhy you are here".

Lizz smirked sipping her drink "my story? that depends on what i get in return" she said shrugging "why would i tell you all about me when i get nothing give me something worth my effort and time and i'll consider" she said tapping her foot lightly as she drank. Games what fun they could be! "I might object from lack of interest you know we malfoys hate boredom. and that what i might be my kind sir is something no one has pin pointed yet and i'm sure if you do you will have a hard time of it actually meeting what i am"

"Perhaps I am here for the very same reason." She remarked airily and rewarded him with a wolfish smile before continuing. "It is a shame you are unsure of the next step, I hate a man who hesitates." Drey prided herself on nothing less than knowing what buttons to push to draw someone out of themselves.

Seba nearly groaned, this was going to be a long night. However, as he looked Lizz over he hoped that this would end up being a very long night indeed.
"Name your price, and I'll see what I can do." He said casually before narrowing her eyes a bit at her. "Now, I hardly doubt I am what you could call boring and I'm sure it cannot be that difficult to capture your attention." He smirked. "After all, I did it by walking through the door."

"my dear you captured everyones attention throwing open the doors even the rats came out" she smirked, "my attention catches yes but to keep it i need to be entertained." Lizz saw him look her over and sipped her drink "hmmm my price?" she pretended to think "you taking my number, i know more about you, and a willingness to see where we end up tonight" she said shrugging "if you can't be those then your not worth my time".

He smiled "i do not hesitate, i wait for the right moment before proceding and i belive this might be the moment." He downed his drink ordering another "cheap tricks cheap thrills?'

Seba scoffed, in his opinion he judged the worth of others depending on how much time he was willing to spend on them. Here was this little minx telling him he had to earn her attention? He was nearly dumbfounded.
"If I was any less of a gentleman this minute I would tell you exactly where we would end up tonight." He smirked to her. "As for your number, I believe you can keep that because after one night with me I doubt you'll be off my radar for too long."

"My thrills are rarely cheap and my tricks are priceless." She countered and made herself look as bored as dreyishly possible as she continued drinking. "If this is the moment, forgive me, I believe I've missed it." She hinted at a challenge. "If you know my name then you're sure to know I love being entertained. So, entertain me."

"If its entertaining you want i can entertain beyound your dreams thoguh i doubt you'll jump eagerly into it right now" he sipped his drink smirking over at her bored look "could allways strip".

Lizz smirked "off your radar?" she laughed, "i am hardly ON some ones radar for long and that is not by choice" she added sitting her glass down. She folded her arms over at her chest to make the usual conversation, and smirked at his ending up statement. "What part of life do you want first?' she said leaning back in her chair tapping her foot to the music.

Drey finished her drink and signaled for another one to be brought before her.
"I doubt I will as well. As for your offer, I'll pass for now." She made sure not to dismiss him completely after giving his body a once over with her eyes. "So, tell me about yourself."

Seba raised an eyebrow. She was an interesting one alright. "I haven't the foggiest notion of what I wish to know about you or not wish to know at all. Do us the favor and spark a bit more interest in me."

"Now that hardly seems fair, i'm suppose to guess what draws your opnion when you yourself have no clue" she said smirking, "or do you not know because you tune out what most women answer back with?" she laughed lightly, "family, work or love take your pic for that side of the story."

Chrisian laughed "kinda a drifter looking for a reason to stay taking wild jobs that intregue me. have a brother who's gay i am straight"

Seba chuckled and ran a hand through his light brown hair before resting his elbow on the bar and looking at Lizz.
"Your powers of perception on my relations with women are unreasonably well informed." He listened to the categories she named and sighed. "This is not a business interview, so let me hear of your love life....or rather...lack of it since you happen to be here." He gave her a winning smile, or what would have passed as one had his voice not been sarcastic.

"Well," Drey gave Chrisian an amused look. "It seems that's all there is to you. What a shame. You have highly disappointed my ridiculously high expectations. Now, tell me of your wild jobs." She smiled.