The handsome man played the beautiful piano, he turned his attention to the eyes he felt gazing at him.

"...it's not polite to stare, my dear."

he whispers softly as if not to embarrass you infront of the whole Cafe. even though no one was actually paying attention.

"But I'm flattered you take such interest in me..."

he finished his song expertly with a stunningly warm melody to give his full attention to this new mysterious rose.

"I'm guessing you haven't just come here for the music, but who am I to assume?"