Janie eyed the sign and almost turned back. Parents? What was this, a conspiracy? She hadn't talked to her parents in years and was almost certain they were dead. This was some day. First her idea of starting a band was rejected by her peers (Why shouldn't she play the accordion? It looked fun) then she'd lost track of Xander somehow so she was all alone.
Hoping he'd be at the club, she showed up and now it was parents night! Saying a few almost-curses under her breath she headed in and told herself that she would order a drink- alcohol! Who cared what her ID said? She was almost 87 years old!