Tony finished checking the last of the back rooms, making sure no one was in the bathrooms before he locked up for the night. You had to wonder why someone would do that, but it had happened. He wasn't in any particular hurry, nothing about this job interested him enough to do anything at more than a sedate sort of pace. He took it seriously enough when it came to people's safety, but this end of the night stuff bored him to death.
He was just walking back from the bathrooms when he heard noise from the main room. His hand automatically moved to the gun at his hip, but then shook his head, lowering his hand. He'd heard the door open, with no noise of a forced entry. Someone else with a key.
Once he got there, his eyes were drawn to the stage. It was the singer who was in here fairly often. The pretty one with the dark hair and gentle, melodic voice. He raised an eyebrow at her attire, the corner of his mouth lifting. The fluffy bunny slippers were a nice touch. He watched her in silence as she sang, noting the intense expression on her face. He vaguely recognised the lyrics she sang, but couldn't place the name of the song. When it ended, and she pulled the headphones from her ears he moved closer to the stage, clearing his throat to get her attention.