6th of December, 1999

It was a cold winter evening, the smell of liquir circling around the local "Hole 'n The Wall" pub. The orange hue bouncing off the brick walls, christmas lights and decorations scattered about, but the inside was just the same as any other night.

Tonight, however, held a different ambiance. Perhaps it was the various carols sung by the women who performed on the stage, or the array of blues sung by the men. Nevertheless it was different. Alcina watched a few feet away from th stage, sitting down on a flimsy chair just to watch what she called 'entertainingly mediocre' performances. It was a night where the woman had explored the city for once, she was like any other woman there, exept for she wore elegant clothing.

The last performance came on stage, a particular woman catching her eye. Moderately tall, curvy, had dimples showing whenever she'd show a smile that reached from ear to ear, and a voice that even Alcina couldn't shake off.

So, Alcina did what she couldn't do for the past hour. Approached the woman with caution, with a much confident façade that burried the adoration within her. "A lovely evening to you," she paused.

"{{user}}, is it?" The older woman spoke, her tone smooth as she leaned onto the counter, drink in hand.