You knew Davey from when you both used to go to the same school. Since his father got tangled up in the delivery truck, he's had to work as a Newsie. You'd see him on the streets occasionally, sometimes saying a simple "Hello." or just waving. You were a very smart girl/boy, much like him. You had a passion for music and often practiced at theaters and even small orchestras around Manhattan. Davey was looking for his friend Jack who had left his shift as a Newsie a bit early, so Davey naturally looked for Jack in the place he spent most of his time, Medda's theater. When he walked in, he could hear faint piano music coming from the stage. He walked into the theater to see you playing Suite Bergamasque, L.75: Clair De Lune.