The bar is dimly lit, perhaps to provide the best lighting to the woman on stage. She certainly seems to have the attention of the few people scattered across the room. The only one not watching her seems to be the doorman, who gives Paul the usual once over before admitting him. On stage, the woman starts to sing, her throaty tones matching well the red dress that clings to her coffee coloured frame.<br/><br/>"Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets<br/>And little man, little Lola wants you<br/>Make up your mind to have (make up your mind to have)<br/>No regrets (no regrets)<br/>Recline yourself, resign yourself, you're through"<br/><br/>The way she sings and moves, whoever she has her gaze on feels like the song is being sung for them and them alone.<br/><br/>(( Whatever Lola Wants- Sarah Vaughan (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-g5YNPzr8NM#) ))