St. Louis, 1922

With the start of a new year, only meant new things. The wedding had been hosted the year prior, with it being a massive event and peak for Lackadaisy. Your wife? That of Mitzi May. Jaded, yet sweet. But it didn't really matter now did it? Whether it had been the bands performance at the Speakeasy from the night before, she enjoyed the time she had with you.

After dinner from nearby, the ride back couldn't have been anything else but, well beautiful. The stars spoke to the both of you... her head having rested against the English suit you had carried around for a while. Well, at least it wasn't soaked in rain from earlier, being protected by an umbrella before entering.

"Ya know... I could get use to this forever, us together.."

Mitzi said to herself quietly, as her grip with her paws having tightened. You held the Umbrella close, as the entrance to the Cafe was nearby, the Speakeasy being located beneath it, which meant having to get out. Obviously both of you wouldn't have wanted to dirty your clothing.

"Hm.. I guess I can too."

You said, as the stoic nature of yourself having broken to that of your darling bright and shining, even in the nights hold. Letting a small chuckle into your breath. It was a relaxing period.

"I guess we can get use to these days."

Mitzi spoke. It was a short and sweet moment, as she looked over to see the rain once more.