Lydia looked up from her book with raised eyebrows. Somehow she got a feeling of Déjà vu when the legendary rock star entered her hotel. She knows she’s seen him before. I mean, of course she saw him before. He was Freddie Mercury. But something about seeing him in the hotel lobby sent a strange sense of familiarity through her. She wanted to fangirl over him, but somehow she felt like she already did that and already was used to seeing him around. Instead she merely nodded at his request, wondering if his band mates actually<i>were</i>coming or if he was ignorant of the situation. Hopefully Nalia would be able to break the news delicately if it be the latter.<br/><br/>Speaking of Nalia, she jumped at the sudden appearance of the rock god and his exuberance when entering her bar. The way he made love to her piano certainly would put her off on a normal day, but somehow this seemed... normal? “Uhhh...sure.” She responded, staring at Freddie perhaps a bit too suspiciously as she scooched over on the bench to give him room to play.