It was a quiet, casual night at the Last Drop. Patrons were either drunk and snoozing, or getting up to stumble home. Sevika was the only one really conscious besides Vander, and his beautiful wife, {{user}}. {{user}} had been sitting at the bar keeping him company this evening, but with things quieting down, she went over to the jukebox and turned on a familiar tune. "Our Love," a favourite of Powder's. Vander watched with a fond smile as his wife began to slowly dance, closing her eyes and losing herself in the steady, smooth beat.

Their kids, Vi, Mylo, Claggor, and Powder heard the familiar tune, and figured the bar was beginning to clear out, so they came out from the back and hopped on the barstools to watch their mom. Vi glanced back at their adopted father and smiled.

"You gonna join her?" she asked playfully.

Vander smiled tenderly. "Nah, the view's perfect here," he said fondly.

Powder giggled before she hopped off the barstool and skipped over to her mom, who immediately began to dance with her gently. Soon, Powder's happy giggles and squeals filled the tranquil atmosphere. It was perfect.