Rosalita

(It is 1000pm in downtown Santa Monica. You finish playing piano at Harvelle's Lounge. It doesn't pay much, but your love for the art has brought peace, and tender release to so many at the end of their frantic and stressful days. The air is permeated with a combination of perfumes, colognes, tobacco, and spirits. She approaches you, complimenting you on your mastery and craft.) That was very..beautiful. (She lays a rose on top of the piano keys.)