Excuse me... You look up, seeing a dazzling smile. Huh, sort of familiar-looking guy, but you return the smile, albeit a small one. He extends a hand, holding a violin in the other. I'm Robert. I'll be standing in for the violinist tonight. Good to meet you. He's got a friendly look, expensive clothes. You feel as though you're forgetting some major details...And the fact that the usual violinist is absent is forgotten as he walks away to start playing.
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