Anon sneaks in

>You get to the spark-easy early due to work shutting for the weekend.
>Barely any of the regulars are there yet, most of the place is still being set up
>You round the corner and go through the curtain to the second auditorium on the right.
>Thats where she makes her home
>Making sure to stay real quiet and not disturb anyone, you tiptoe into the room, staying low to the ground to hide behind the tables that havent had the chairs set down yet
>As you get closer to the stage, you can hear the evening's entertainment warming up
>The soft melodies of the brass allready meeting the lazy beats of the drummer
>That's when she steps on stage
>She's not in her usual purple dress that dazzles you like a midnight sky
>She's just dressed up in a simple suit and bow-tie, but she's already got her hair down
>You hear her tell them to "take it from the top, to get the joints moving" as she takes her place by the mic-stand
>Quietly sitting behind a table, you watch as she brings the place to life
>It's a quieter song then she usually sings, something almost morose compared to the bombastic swing of her nightly performances
>Sometimes you see her look your way before slowly turning to other parts of the room, clearly to practise looking out over the audience
>As she finishes, you crouch up a bit
>As she waves the band off to take 5, you can see her coming your way, stepping down from the stage
>"Caught yourself a little private show, honey?" she says, her shorter stature almost betraying the sense of authority she has
>You nod, growing nervous as she gets closer
>Shes standing extremely close now
>You're sweating bullets as she leans in close over your shoulder
>"Well next time..."
>she whispers
>"Buy a ticket like everyone else"
>she clicks her fingers, as a very large bouncer-bot suddenly appears behind you
>as her grabs you to toss you out, she stops him suddenly with a raise of her hand
>"Oh, and..."
>she kisses you on the cheek
>"Come again soon"
>She gives a wave which you meekly try to return, before the bouncer bot lifts you above his head like a gorilla, carrying you out of the theater back to the main area
>As the bouncer puts you on the other side of the velvet rope, you take a wistful glance at the poster on the wall
>"Cassy, Appearing Nightly from 8pm, premiere tickets only"
>Maybe you could ask work to give you a few extra shifts next week....