Golden sunlight shines across Fionarro's face. His eyelids shutter a moment before opening to see a beautiful women by the name of Sophie laying next to him. A smile across his face as he gently kisses her shoulder, her body void of clothing as she begins to stir awake. "Good morning darling." Fionarro states to the half asleep treasure beside him. Sweet and innocent, she smiles and replies, "Good morning Mr.Belle." she turns towards him and gently kisses his cheek. "How did you sleep?" She coos the question at the young man. "Well considering I spent days on a slab of wood lost at sea with another guy then spent the night in a very uncomfortable passenger ship I would say that this was the best sleep I've had in a very long time. Plus last night was magical" A devious smile spreads across Fionarros face as he stands up and begins to put his black dress pants back on. "I am completely new here and was hoping I could stay here a while, I mean if that is ok with you?" He asks her. She flashes that sweet smile at him once more before nodding. "Splendid." The young gentlemen replies before putting his white chemise on and stating, "I am going to go work today if you would like to come." She rushes out of bed as well and begins to dress herself, "Is that a trick question?" She asks.<br/><br/>A young blonde boy by the name of Chadwick sits alone on the steps in front of his house. He looks up the street towards a public park where a small but fair crowd had gathered. Lonely and tired of the feeling, Chadwick decides to walk up the street in order to see what all the commotion was about. He pushes his way through the few adults gazing in awe at a man whom shot fire from his fingertips, whom cause light green bubbles to float around him and change color before exploding into a mist that covered the entire area. Chadwick was mesmerized by the many feats the man accomplished and when everyone left he could not help but follow the gentleman a while before finally gaining the courage to call his name.<br/><br/>Fionarro walks with Sophie's hand in his before a young voice calls after him. "Excuse me! Sir!" Fionarro whirls around to see a boy who could be no older than nine. "And what can I do for you little man?" The black haired gentlemen smiles as he kneels down in order to make better eyes contact. "I really liked all the stuff you had done back there at the park. Where did you learn to do all that?" The boy asks as he runs a small hand through his unkempt blonde hair. "Im a Belle." Fionarro replies. "Its in my blood." Before the boy can say anything else Fionarro is forced to cut him off so the police do not confront him about his performances. "I am on a tight schedule but I have something for you." He reaches behind the boys head and employs a new "Trick" he had recently learned by causing a blue rose to from out of thin air. He presents it to the boy before leaving. Chadwick would forever cherish that rose.