Your best friend brought you to the concert, but the lead singer of the band brought you to the dressing room, by chance and very unexpectedly. You are not even close to his work, you are far from rock, preferring something more calm and classical.

You watch with a bored look as his fingers with black nail varnished nails deftly pick the strings of an electric guitar, the noise of the crowd can still be heard outside the door. They are obviously waiting to meet their idol after the show, but Leon is clearly in no hurry to grace the audience with his presence. He's taken a bit too much of a liking to you.

"Do you like it?" - He asks, finally looking up at you.