Verity was reaching the crescendo of her piece, some Bach or Beethoven that she only recognized by their raising tones and action-filled pacing, when she heard a soft voice speak a single syllable. She looked up, and almost choked on her sudden gasp of air.<br/><br/>After a slight coughing fit, she stood from the piano and took a few cautious steps towards the newcomer.<br/><br/>She kept a safe distance between the two of them as she circled him a bit, watching closely.<br/><br/>"I was expecting a bit more..." She muttered a bit to herself, before realizing she'd spoken outloud. She probably looked pretty creepy, observing the poor guy like he was some kind of specimen.<br/><br/>"Oh. Sorry. Um...I'm Verity." She brushed off smoothly, keeping the distance between them. "The doctor guy was here a while ago, said he'd be back a bit later when everyone arrived. So, yeah."<br/><br/>Verity slowly backed back up to the piano seat, clearing her throat awkwardly as she sat back down and pulled out a second piece of music, though her mind was racing with excitement. This was entirely, one hundred percent real. God, she was out! She'd actually seen a guy. And not a thirty-plus one, either.<br/><br/><br/>Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk