It's 1957. You’d been living in Memphis for a long while.

The smell of off putting cigars and greasy food filled your senses, but it wasn’t anything you weren’t used to.

You overheard some girls at the diner gossiping. You were surprised at how loud they were, especially in such a public setting.

“Did ya hear about that Elvis Presley?” One girl spoke.

“I sure did. Ain't he a dream?” Another one chuckled.

“I saw him down the block, singing by the corner! Can you believe that?” The third giggled.

You got interested, and headed down the block to see this infamous musician. Who knows? Maybe you'd catch his eye.