Wednesday: November 7, 2007
Who: Sheldon and Dione
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Wine Bar
What: The Psychic meets the beautiful piano playing Medium once again

People were packed into the bar because of the curfew. It had them talking, it had them pissed and it had them itching to get drunk in the early hours. Before the sun was even setting people were escorting others home in order to make it without passing out. Some were escorting others home for other reasons that made Sheldon smirk a little. Lucky bastards. Though some of the women he wouldn’t be that desperate to sleep with.

Some of the regulars that pissed him off were more irritable which caused him to want to spit in their beers but he figured he was no picnic himself about the curfew. Who wanted to be tucked into their homes when there was still four hours until midnight after the curfew? Fuck that. He wanted to challenge this.

After a few hours, Sheldon began to hear some familiar piano playing and he was intrigued to see how the blind musician was doing. He told a fellow bartender to take on his position while he moved through the various tables to check on what he remembered as the female named Dione. It was such a shame that she couldn’t see what she looked like.

Knowing it was quite absurd, he hopped on top of the piano and let himself sit there.

“Mind if I listen from here, Dione?” He wasn’t sure if she would remember his voice. Last time he was with Caden.