"You never know, I may charge a million dollars for a concert like you want." Jennifer joked, sipping on her frozen cocktail.<br/><br/>Slowly she was beginning to relax, even with a stranger and potential client sitting at the table with her.  After the long day of sitting in libraries studying with the added pressure of her day job, it was nice to sit back and drink a little, no matter who she was with.<br/><br/>Jennifer had to think and consider the question Ruxandra had raised.  Of course, she could have lied and said she performed concerts before in the hopes of impressing her enough to get the job, but that just wasn't like Jennifer.  Always an honest, shy, and overall good girl when it came to things, she wasn't about to lie to a potential employer like that.<br/><br/>"I had a standing ovation at the little restaurant I work at.  That was about one hundred and fifty, but I think that's the most in one sitting."