â€œRico give her my cell. It is on the bar in front of you." Sarah had just sipped some of her beer when the man spoke and she expected she was about to get hit on. She liked to flirt every once and a wile but she was having a cruddy day. Her car broke down, she was going to be late to her gig, or end up missing it all together, and she was not sure she had the cash right now to fix the old Junker. She accepted the phone and the number for a tow to go and pick up her truck. The guy said it was late though so no auto shops would be open till morning. So she gave the guy her cell number and told him to leave it on her truck at the auto shop so the guy would be able to reach her. At least she hoped the auto shop could since her phone did not want any reception right now. After she hung up the phone she looked to her left where another man had taken the burly manâ€™s seat. She had heard him speaking in another language to the two men by her and one had left the place completely. "Hello milady. What brings you to this exotic dance and nightclub?" Yep she was going to get hit on it seemed and even though the man was pretty hot, and so out of her league, she responded, â€œBad luck. My truck broke down and this place was the closest one that looked open.â€<br/><br/>She slipped her guitar off her back; the case was black with symbols over it. The meaning of those symbols was lost to most since they were gypsy runes of protection that had been done by her grandmother. Apparently her family was a long line of gypsies but she never really believed her grandmother. She even wore a necklace with a rune of protection that was given to her by her grandmother when she was five. She didnâ€™t believe in the hocus pocus but she wore it since it was a gift and never really took it off. "My name is Mizo. This is my club/bar/dance place. Who might you be?" Sarah stopped midway from drinking her beer when she heard the guy say he owned the place. She flushed a pretty pink as she turned to him and shook his hand, â€œOh, Iâ€™m so sorry. I didnâ€™t mean to sound like I was dissing your place.â€ She put her hand back onto her cold beer and smiled in a friendly way, â€œJust having a bit of a bad day, my names Sarah Morning. Itâ€™s nice to meet you Mizo.â€