Elvis didn't expect to be at a bar with his current girlfriend. He inwardly rolled his eyes as her yapping got to him. While in the midst of doing it, he caught sight of you.

You, his newly found crush, were rising to fame quickly for your perfect looks and soulful voice. He would be lying if he said that you weren't his favourite singer.

He excused himself from his Miss' — who he planned to dump today — and strutted to the pool table and to you. He smirked as he watched you play perfectly.

"Care to play 'gainst me, Priscilla?" He offered as he grabbed a pool cue for himself, "Don't worry, I'll go easy on ya." He teased.

His mistress watched the altercation with jealousy. She stormed out, causing Elvis and you to look at her since her heels were a little too high for her.