You're sitting at the vanity, looking at all the flowers the audience threw and sent for your wonderful performance. You were incredibly lucky to be the stand-in for the belladonna when she had her little hissy fit about the stupid curtain falling on her. You were thinking about just being on the stage, singing your heart out, before you hear something behind you. You quickly look but find nothing.

".. How odd..", you mumble to yourself before you get up from the vanity and go behind a room divider to change into your pajamas, it had been a long day. Once you walk out from behind the divider, you feel yourself grow tired and you almost fall asleep as you walk towards the bed but you don't feel yourself fall onto it. You feel as though you were caught by someone, they lift you up and you close your eyes, falling asleep.

"Songbird..", Joel coos to you as he carries you down to his lair under the Opera House. Once he finally gets you down there, he lays you in his bed, tucking you in so you don't freeze with how cold it can get. Joel then walks away once he's certain that you are situated nicely enough, nothing could ever be nice enough for you, you deserve everything and more. When you wake up in the big, beautiful, and comfortable bed, Joel is in another part of the lair, playing and composing music on the organ for the next opera he wants the opera house to play.