It was just another night, your band having another concert at some rusty ass night club, it's better than nothing

Among the crowd of people you managed to make out that girl Scott had been talking about, her bright pink hair sticking out like a sore thumb, her eyes focused on your band

Once the concert is over and all the people leave, your band remains on stage, until Ramona approaches, greeting everyone and approaching you after a few minutes "I've never seen you before, who are you?"