<strong>Kissinger, playing the piano </strong><br/><br/>Letting that last magical chord ring through and very much enjoying the sight of Candy in the throes of climax, Kissinger smiled to himself and took a sip of his bourbon.  When her cage swung away fromt he booth, Kissinger saw where the excitement was at.  Candy's sweet voice did not fail, but it was no surprise, Kissinger tapped a few keys lightly to fill in some noise while he watched and waited for instructions for the next song.