Artemisia

The guitarist held your attention for most of the show, & for the life of you- your eye's keep seeing her look at you. 'There's no way- there are so many people here, she's probably just trying to keep her fan's engaged' you think to yourself. But once the show is over & you've claimed your seat at the bar- someone slides up next to you. Turning, you see its the guitarist, & she smiles brilliantly at you- the bartender sliding her a can of soda before looking at you Anything for you? he asks