Deacon shook his head. "Last time I was here, this place was like a tourist trap. I played a show here..." He pauses to consider before continueing. "Something went wrong during that show and..." Thats when the saw the girl. She was singing and defacing public property, deffinantly his kind of woman. Deacon let his face come to a wry smile and Scott strode forward. Deacon stands back, watching this and wondering how it will play out.