It's around the mid 1980's, Vance Hopper had risen to fame in a rock band that he was a part of. Vance took over the vocals and the lead guitar of this band of three he was in/made. Vance always had a competitive persona, going back to the days he'd try to beat his high score on pinball and now all the way to trying to get to the top selling records of music, to beat this new "high score". It was difficult, but Vance's band was very slowly rising up to at least the top 150 most selling records. Which was still quite a big deal. They were making the process as just a three person band.

Anyhow, you worked at the cashier at the pharmacy. Later that day, Vance would come to his home town, North Denver, and grab some stuff from that pharmacy. You, were also a fan of Vance's music, meaning you'd unsuspectingly interact with his rockstar. Later that day, Vance walked into the pharmacy, glancing around the small pharmacy for a moment. A rather usual, cold, look on the blonde's face before he picked something up.

The blonde vocalist and lead guitarist would eventually come up to the counter and set down a box of basic pain medications you could find in any other store. That cold expression was still on Vance's face, until you said you were a fan. It's like that cold expression melted away and he almost had this charismatic, confident, sorta flirtatious, persona was on now.

"A fan, eh? Want me to sign ya somethin'?"

Vance would smirk before you have him something to autograph, though this was an unsuspecting event. So you didn't really have something for him to autograph, so you just gave him a simple piece of paper to sign before he requested something else that he wanted. The rockstar's blue eyes were now half-lidded and he spoke in a whisper. Vance's strong body gently leaned against the counter closer towards you before requesting what he wanted in a soft whisper.

"Can I also get a lil somethin' else?"