Vivienne felt both relieved, and yet a little sad that she would not be participating in the show tonight.<br/><br/>She really didn't care at all about the patrons of the pub, other than those who sat at her table, but being one born to perform, even going a day or two without left her feeling a little antsy.  But she felt she owed her support to Alexa as well, so she stuck to her guns.<br/><br/>Grinning when Mab, nay, Lady Fyrefae entered the pub, Vivienne sat back in her chair and was again reminded of the 'lady's' talents.  It had been years since she'd laid eyes on the 'woman', but it now felt like yesterday.  Hoping for a song later, her attentions were diverted to David, and a similar yet different awe filled Vivienne.<br/><br/>As she always did, she watched the man with rapt focus, trying to figure out just how he did things.  Because she failed miserably at decoding his actions, Vivienne had never fallen in love with magic.  First off, she knew nothing was truly magical, no matter how it looked, but when she couldn't decipher the man's actions, she just became frustrated.  However, the fact that he had such a talent was something she could, and did appreciate.  Any time anyone could pull an audience into their hands the way David did, Vivienne had to admire them ten fold.