Tommy walked into the bar, as per usual, people immediately giving their attention to the one and only Thomas Shelby.

"One whiskey neat, please." He said in a gravely tone with his Brummie accent. What Shelby orders is on the house, or the house burns down. Simple.

"Who's that?" He asked the bartender "The woman by the piano, she's new I presume?" He looks at you. You were singing and playing piano, but it was a switch from usual folk songs.

Yes, this was different, you were playing fast and catchy music, singing along cheerfully. He liked the change, the people were also looking a little brighter as they listened to you sing. They were enjoying themselves listening to your beautiful voice.