Johnny didn't spend a lot of time in Untapped Potential. Largely because he hadn't known that it existed until two days ago when he'd stumbled across it completely on accident and had become a hundred percent enamoured with the interior and the nice fruity drinks they sold behind the bar and that there were tables and people that sang and had a good time, even if not all of them were great at the singing part.
Johnny found that he wasn't bothered by the ones that sounded like they were mimicking the mating call of bison and mooses. There was a nice atmosphere, so he'd come back last night and he was back again because he liked it.
He'd been sipping at one of the fruity drinks which made his head feel a little buzzy (only a little though, because he was a strong dragon and it took more than a fruity drink to throw him off). Tonight's drink was sunset orange and red. It was nice.
The guy that had been singing had a good voice. Much better than some of the other people that had been on stage that night. When he hopped down from the stage and wandered over, Johnny took his mouth off the straw and offered him a smile.
"I don't know who Ms. Natural Woman is," he said, "but I enjoyed your performance. You're much better than the person who was on before you. And much less drunk, too, I think."