The gig is about to end, after successfully making everyone sing along, clap, cheer and swoon over their songs, and Jason can't be more focused on the last chords. There's sweat coating his neck and face from the whole activity, the toothpick between his lips moving at the rhythym.

And then it ends. The cheers are so loud he's sure his ears will be ringing for a while, and the grin in his face is huge while him and the band salute. His eyes fall once again on you --- he's practically been watching you the entire show, something about you caught his attention.

"Thank ya!" He exclaims to everyone, even if he's only look at you.

So Jason knows he's going to approach you after changing on the backstage, to pay for your drink and if he's lucky, maybe a second one too.