When she left suddenly with that smile upon her lips Stephano at least expected something good. And the rest of the night went smoothly the end.<br/><br/>The next evening he had the band waiting for her, only playing warm up. The good stuff never happened until later in the evening anyway and everyone knew that. So when she came back he smiled his normal smile, never giving away what he felt or was thinking.<br/><br/>When she sang it was pretty damned good if you asked him. She knew exactly what she was doing now, she was getting the crowd to move...to feel, to dance. And he was very happy with it. There was a word to send a note to her that had a rather obscene amount of money on it. Annual pay if she did four nights a week here. Of course a contract would be hammered out later...but for the moment she'd be allowed to sing to her hearts content.<br/><br/>When all was said and done he'd simply be waiting by the bar with a glass of the thick liquid he always seemed to have on hand.<br/><br/>“Wonderful set my dear.”<br/><br/>He said tapping the bar for Bruno to get her what ever drink she had last night.<br/><br/>“You'll fit in just fine.”<br/><br/>That same mask of a smile he had upon his lips, it never seemed to fade. Made him look like he knew things that one did not. Like he always knew that he had the upper hand in some way.<br/><br/>“We will sign your contract on monday when the club is closed, its really just a lot of paper work and way not. Background check of course, you know the standard stuff.”