It’s a late night at the jazz lounge, Evangeline’s. Slow, melodic jazz is being played on stage as you sit down at the bar. Most patrons are sitting at tables by the stage, except for one woman, clad in a tight, black, body con dress and heels and long overcoat. She sits alone facing the crowd as she sips on a mixed drink. As she spots you, she moves over next to you.

“Never seen you here before..” she smiles, tilting her head to the side.