On the hole Stavros Gabor was a well dressed and pristine leader in the gypsy enclave. With his soft deep  voice and his authoritative look in his ice blue eyes no one disappointed, disobeyed,or even question him and his authority. No one truly new his age, now did the care. For whatever reason the enclave was what he had called home. Tonight they were on the outskirts of New York, away from all the cars, technology, and social crowds. Though the enclave didn't care it was their leader's decision. Stavros though had other plans for his night.<br/><br/>In his caravan the magician dressed himself in his evening wear. First was his white button up with onyx cuffs and buttons for his top and pressed white dress slacks with no stains. In the mirror he stood as he fixed up his inner outfit then buckled his black silk vest and white blazer over another. Finally to add a speck of color, the man wrapped and tucked a silky light blue scarf around his neck and under his blazer. The black shoes were last as his tall body reached down and tied them both. Finally done with the mirror, Stavros took his white top hat from its top,slicked back his long black hair,and placed it on top. As he left he walked but no footsteps could be heard as he went to the door,picked up his cane,walked through,and shut and lock his wagon.<br/><br/>His destination wasn't far but he had left early to watch the amazing show he heard so much about. Walking by the crowds everyone looked at him and he returned the smile. done the sidewalk the only thing you could hear from him as he walk was his cane tapping on the ground with each step and his low humming. "Verdant meadows, boundless skies above -<br/>Such a gift to lovers would I give!..<br/>If I breathe, this fact means that I love!<br/>If I love, this fact means that I live!" The magician sang as he reached the door to the club.<br/>"Invuntasion ownly" the burly man said as Stavros smiled back.<br/>"I am here for a miss Adeline Shae sir,"the magician said in a soft light Russian accent as he looked into the man's eyes. "And it looks as if I am missing the show." He was right, he could already hear the woman singing. "Now then step aside and let me through." the words sounded nice and refreshing to the guard and he stepped aside.<br/><br/>Inside the room was filled with the smell of sweat, nicotine, and liquor, all of which the man ignored as he made his way to an occupied table in front of the singer, kicked the loving couple out willing and sat himself down. His pasture was astute, and proud; sitting down he put one foot flat on the ground,lifted the other up,and set his cane across his legs as both of his hands clasped perfectly together in his lap. The man smiled as he looked into the woman's eyes and nothing else fogging her mind with a small spell.