Lorne sat back, tuned in and paying attention for the little prods that came when other people sang, and sometimes, the big two-by-fours that thwacked him right between the eyes.
Logan wasn't always a nice guy. Lorne could see that. He could see a lot of antagonizing of other people, sometimes playful. Usually harmless. That was the general sense of the guy. But that wasn't what his song was revealing, that was just the bass line, so to speak.
There was a heaping helping of missing his old life. The song's lyrics really said it all, but it was more than that. The City hadn't been nice to Logan yet, except to give him another whirl with the girl he was so caught up in.
His future was hazy, but a few things were quite clear. There was a lot of the girl. There was going to be a roller coaster there. There was also a lot of Lorne.
"Huh," he said to himself, watching the crowd, which had started clapping along.
When Logan was done, Lorne waved him over. He smiled at him.
"First things first, kid. So your dad, the big time movie star, turned out to be the villain of the piece," Lorne said. "And nothing's been the same since. Except the girl. If I had a penny for every time I said something like 'except the girl,' I could buy and run my own resort where everyone is required to sing show tunes."
He smiled.
"I see a lot of her. I can't really give you specifics. As a Lady that makes me go ga ga likes to croon, 'baby when it's love, if it isn't rough, it isn't fun.' That's kind of the theme I see. You're both headstrong. It's going to have its ups and downs."
"I'd like to tell you money doesn't matter as much as you think it does, but I think the City's favor to you was Veronica." He raised both eyebrows. "That's her name, right?"