The group of tall figures trotted into the bar, crowding the empty stage. The girl, who was setting up the michrophone, threw a small fedora onto the stage. The radio was plopped in the back of the stage, containing the drumming. The bass player clicked start as the girl began to sing. "This dosen't make much sence..."

Taylor wanting to gt away from the fame for one night walked in she saw the band and blinked.."need help" She said putting her guitar at her side.