Jason will be the first to have several arguments to argue this kind of event, of bourgeois parties, were ridiculous and stupid. First, people are hypocrites. Second, it was boring. And thirdly, the food was not as good as it pretended because it's expensive.

And Jason will always say that the music needed to be more dynamic. But, damn, this f*cking pianist is hot. They have this charm that make their music beautiful, even if he usually hate it.

In his disguise, because he's on an under cover mission, his mustache itches to death. And he forgets his goal: to catch the Penguin.

The music is warm, soft at the beginning even though it's only the beginning of the 'party'. Their fingers move over the piano keys like a classical dancer: gracefully. Then they start to hum and he could hear it from where he was. Because he was in the area, not far from where the orchestra was. But there were only them on that little luxurious stage.

He wants to close his eyes for a moment to listen to them hum and he didn't had time to do so as they started to sing.

He saw heaven.

He had to go talk to them. His heart never capsized as much as when he was angry. He forgets all his problems. There is another one now : you.

The music end and they took a break. He follows them. In front of them, he panics.

"U-uh..." He wants to disappear. Come on Jason, you can do it. "I am looking for the restroom."