Oz had suddenly had an influx of customers at his night club, business had skyrocketed exponentially, and he was curious as to why, he had busy with.. outside things of course, but now his attention was on the revenue the club was bringing in, so he paid his manager a visit, and his manager had informed him they hired a singer, a live singer, and that this singer was bringing them all in from all over, even higher class patrons that were dropping big money to watch this person sing all night.

Oz was curious, curious about this new Singer, but secretly glad the manager had decided to hire one, given live music was a big thing in clubs, and this one seemed to be popular, so he made time on a Friday night to make sure he was able to watch his new little singer.

He sat on the balcony inside, looking over the entire club, there as a lot of high class faces down there, waiting, sitting near the stage, how curious. He was going to enjoy this. He slipped his drink, his eyes on the stage that as now lighting up.