(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/PauletteAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">PAULETTE LISETTE SAINT-SIMON</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Darya's yacht,<em>The Galaxy</em><br/><strong>With:</strong>Her master, Dr. Okello Okanjo; Matti Groves; the audience<br/><br/>Paulette remembered why Matti Groves was so well renowned as they sang.  He picked up her melody and wove a harmony with her that added both his voice and the piano in a performance that was technically and emotionally flawless.  As she sang Paulette let her troubles and the ache in her body subside to the near background and sang.<br/><br/>As the song wound down she took a deep breath and looked up at the beautiful ceiling, the music still stirring her.  When Matti stroked her hair and murmured to her she looked back at him and nodded, her eyes shining with a complex mix of emotions.  She whispered to him but loud enough for her master to hear; "Thank you Master Groves, you are truly better than even your wonderful reputation suggested."<br/><br/>She nodded to him, biting her lip cutely and glancing at Dr. Okanjo not for permission for he had already told her to sing but in a hint of fear at the words of the song.  Stepping up next to Matti with a natural movement she placed her hand on his shoulder and swayed with the introduction.  Paulette's posture did not become more upright or rigid for despite her slavery she always held herself proudly even on all fours.  Rather she seemed to relax and flow into the role of a singer in a high end party.<br/><br/>Her voice rang out with a haunting, alto lilt that did not ape Bowie but rather honored his legacy and musical genius.  Paulette carried the song and made it her own without violating the meaning or the memory.<br/><br/>She stood still and her face grew abstract and introspective.<br/><br/><em>Walking in the snowy street<br/>Let me understand<br/>Drifting down a silent park<br/>Stumbling over land<br/>Open up your heart to me<br/>Show me who you are<br/>And I would be your slave</em><br/><br/>Her hands ran over Matti's shoulders and then she moved forward to stand near the front of the piano to position herself near Dr. Okanjo.  She met his eyes for a moment and then looked away.  Her tone soared as the refrain came through.<br/><br/><em>Do you sleep in quietude?<br/>Do you walk in peace?<br/>Do you laugh out loud at me?<br/>No one else that is free<br/>Open up your heart to me<br/>Show me all you are<br/>And I would be your slave</em><br/><br/>As she sang those who listened astutely could tell that she had shifted and was singing to another that was not in the room as well as to Matti and Dr. Okanjo.<br/><br/><em>I don't sit around and wait<br/>I don't give a damn<br/>I don't see the point at all<br/>No footprints in the sand</em><br/><br/>Paulette stepped forward into the open area in front of the piano and sang.  Her voice was not loud but her range from alto to soprano carried with consummate skill.  Her face remained introspective and a bit sad but as if the sadness and thoughts were in another world separate from the song and the moment.<br/><br/><em>I bet you laugh out loud at me<br/>A chance to strike me down<br/>Give me peace of mind at last<br/>Show me all you are<br/>Open up your heart to me<br/>And I would be your slave</em><br/><br/>She returned to Matti as the song reached the final refrain.  Her tone turned intense and haunting without being oppressive or gauche.  She was utterly confident and immersed in the song.  By this point she was an extension of the piano and the refrain, guided by Matti's hands on the keys, his voice and the words of the song.  Paulette was the song and the notes.<br/><br/><em>I don't sit and wait<br/>I don't give a damn<br/>I don't see the point at all<br/>No footprints in the sand<br/>I would give you all my love<br/>Nothing else is free<br/>Open up your heart to me<br/>And I would be your slave<br/></em><br/><br/>As she finished Paulette stood next to Matti.  She stood tall, proud and her eyes shone as her breast heaved.  At that moment it seemed she shone with accomplishment as Matti's phenomenal performance had transported her to a level she'd rarely reached.  At this point anyone who had seen any kind of pop music might have recognized her.