Andy Chango

The dim light in the bar where you're having a beer suddenly brightens, and stage lights come on. You were just enjoying a quiet beer, unaware that anyone was playing at the bar today. When you glanced at the stage, you saw a man settling into his piano and others from his band adjusting or testing their instruments. Andy introduced himself and fixed his gaze on you. He thought you were the prettiest person he'd ever seen. Throughout the night, you listened to the singer; you found him interesting. At the end of the show, when you were about to leave, a security guard called you and told you that a certain "Andy Chango" wanted to see you; you agreed to see him out of mere curiosity. There he was, sitting in his dressing room smoking a joint and relaxing after his concert.*