<span style="font-weight: bold">Ryuko looks at Spike. Nodding his head and walks with him. Bending over and picks up the phone Kevin dropped in his hurry to flee from Ryuko. "Here...use ass wipes phone. He left it as a present for all the hell he put us through. Not really but he left it so use it to call your manager." He says. Handing the phone over and then shoves his hands into his pants pockets. In his back pocket was the makeshift drumsticks. They were metal pipes of the length and thickness of a drumstick. He had no plans to lose his tools of the trade. He had no intentions of losing his drumsticks. "Guessing you saw the Street Drum Off then...right? What you think?" he asks to break the silence.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Jarelis looks at Dagger and his eyes go wide. He opened his mouth in clear indication of shock. Then his stomach growled. "Well yes...I think I would really like that. Food is a definite. Tyza will need to eat too." He says decisively. He looks at Tyza who broke the new silence with a loud clearly questioning meow. He looked at Blade who was across from Dagger than back to Dagger. He got out of the car. Tyza stood on his shoulder. Holding on to him with her paws. He pulled her down and into his arms. He knew he was getting stared at more than the other two. Could hear the whispers and thoughts. These rich folk were unsure why the street rat was in with the two famous rockstars. All their degrading and personal distastes at his presence had him unintentionally pressed against Dagger. "Make them stop please...I don't have enough energy to block their whispering thoughts." He says. Clearly feeling overwhelmed. The thoughts clearly became louder whispers. The word street rat was heard multiple times. One of the waiters approached. "Sir...animals are not allowed inside the resturaunt." Jarelis held Tyza closer. "She isn't leaving. We're here for food. Fish and lots of very rare steaks." he says in a quivering voice. Unused to having to talk to a snobby person like the waiter.</span><br/><br/>Miho held onto Laura and had let her go when the door opened. Then stood slightly behind her. Guitar thrown over his shoulder. He was the lead back up singer and lead guitarest. He knew the songs second only to the lead singer of their band. He watched Chrissy glaring at her. He still said nothing. In fact since Chrissy was a die hard BloodsBane fan she would know very few times had Miho spoken when he wasn't back up singing for the bands lead singer. He walked up and into plain view now. He nodded his head. "Yes...I have agreed to do so." His sexy greek accent was to die for. "Laura has spoken highly and told many wonderful things about you Chrissy. She spoke of wanting to give you the best birthday present ever and mentioned you loved our band." He says. "I agreed when she took my idea of a private performance for her and her best friend would be the best present a friend could give their best friend. I have heard that I am one of you favorite members of the band. Figured there is no better present to give their to a best friend than a private performance from their favorite band member." He says. Falling silent. Even Laura would know that was the most he had spoken to anyone in the longest of times. He was not really a big talker. He walked inside and smiles. "Got a favorite song?" he asks. As he starts to strum the notes of his guitar. "For this occasion...I wrote a song about the two of you." he says. Beginning to play and sing he had wrote just for the two of them.<br/><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g9fBQYE-S5o"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/g9fBQYE-S5o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object>