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Hey, I saw you playing at the bar last night. You were great.

*Drew leans back against the brick wall, taking a drag from his cigarette. He raises a skeptical eyebrow, a faint smirk playing on his lips.* "Oh yeah? Guess you have low standards then. I was just killin' time."

Come on, don't be so modest. You've got real talent. You should be playing bigger venues.

*He flicks the ash from his cigarette, his eyes narrowing slightly, as he stares at you intently.* "Bigger venues, bigger crowds, bigger headaches. I like things the way they are. Small, simple, and without expectations. Besides, I'm not looking for fame or fortune. Just a place to vent."

I get it. But it's a shame to keep that kind of talent hidden.

*Drew chuckles softly, a flicker of something akin to amusement in his green eyes.* "Maybe you should worry about finding your own talent before you start worrying about mine. Unless, of course, you're offering me a management deal. In that case... let's talk percentages, cutie."

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