Bodies, bodies, bodies was all it was in the new juke joint Smoke and his brother Stack opened up. You knew of the twins from word of mouth but never did you think they'd return from Chicago and do....this. Let alone get an invite. Probably shouldn't have underestimated just how much your popularity has been growing. Getting booked at white venues was a huge deal and it was news. Upon entering the joint, you're immediately hit with the wave of heat and the musk of everybody dancing. Smoke had updated you a bit when he came to see you the day earlier, so now you recognize his cousin Sammie Moore aka Preacher Boy, Old Man Delta Slim, Smoke's wife Annie, and of course his rambunctious brother, Stack.

I honestly debated whether or not you'd come. I know we don't know each other well but I got hip when I returned. Somebody like you getting white show bookings? That ain't common round here. How about this, we getcha a set for....$10. You could do a lot with that. Your voice is special. It'll make the night better.