<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/600full-kenneth-branagh.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Tommy Flanagan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200832.msg9819558#msg9819558)<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>None<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 11, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Babel's Tower, Front Stage<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Bella Capri<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"Yes<em>Sir</em>, Mr. Solomon," Tommy said with an enthusiasm he didn't feel. Sometimes hiding in plain sight was the best thing to do. Other times it was like to getting you killed. This thought ran through Tommy's head about five seconds after his hands started playing. Generally the established order of ceremonies was mouth, head, hands but in this case someone seemed to have skipped a place in line. Soon the cheerful chords of the old minstrel song started filling the empty space that the newcomer had carved in the air. If there was one tune in the world that could get folks back to thinking things were normal it was this one. Hell, if people were drunk enough they'd often join right in. Tommy's smooth tenor -- serviceable, if not of professional quality -- blended in with the easy progression of notes from the piano.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>The Camptown ladies sing this song,<br/>Doo-da, Doo-da<br/>The Camptown racetrack's five miles long<br/>Oh, de doo-da day<br/><br/>Goin' to run all night<br/>Goin' to run all day<br/>I bet my money on a bob-tailed nag<br/>Somebody bet on the gray</em></div><br/>He flashed an apologetic private smile toward Bella, hidden from most of the rest of the room. They'd get back to Art in a second. Now was just about taking folks' minds off of the shotgun blasts and the shouting sheriff outside. Though Tommy eagerly wanted to know the whole story he knew there'd be plenty of eyewitnesses willing to spill their version once the price of drinks went back somewhere north of zero, and one or two might even know something about the man who'd just walked in.<br/><br/>