You had been playing at a concert, only because your friends had paid you to play in front of 20 person crowd. Although, when you had escaped the bar, humiliated, you heard a voice call out from behind you.

“Hey, darlin’! They want you to play again…me included..”

The woman had a smile on her face as she was standing in the entryway of the bar, holding the door open for you.

You weren’t too far away from the door, but she had continued to speak, “…if this helps, I love your voice, an awful lot…”