"Hey Jack." Spot said walking in to Medda's. Jack turned his head to the almighty leader of Brooklyn, "hey ya Spot. What brings ya to 'hatten?" Spot looked at Jack confused, "Blaze said you needed me here." Jack shook his head, "I don't but your welcome to join us." Spot nodded and sat down
Medda appeared on stage and the newsies hollered, "now boys, I'm not your performer tonight, I would like you to see one of your own." Spot looked at Jack confused, but Jack looked just as confused.
"I've seen the world, done it all, had my cake now." Storm sung walking on stage. Jack and Spot looked amazed. "Diamonds, brilliant, and Bel-Air now. Hot summer nights, mid-July, when you and I were forever wild. The crazy days, the city lights, the way you'd play with me like a child." She continued.
"Storm can sing." Was all the almighty King could muster as Storm continued, "and she's not bad either." Jack answered.
"Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will. Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?"
Spot didn't know what to say, suddenly two years came flooding back to him, she showed up everytime, why did I let her get away? He questioned.
"I've seen the world, lit it up as my stage now. Channeling angels in, the new age now. Hot summer days, rock and roll. The way you'd play for me at your show. And all the ways I got to know Your pretty face and electric soul."
Spot smiled, she's something.
"Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will I know that you will. Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?"
Yes, and I always will. Spot's inner consionsins screamed.
"Dear lord when I get to heaven. Please let me bring my man. When he comes tell me that you'll let him. Father tell me if you can. Oh that grace, oh that body. Oh that face makes me wanna party. He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds."
Spot didn't know what to say but he definetly had that one question ringing
"Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful? Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful? Will you still love me when I'm not young and beautiful?"
She finished and the newsies cheered, giving her a standing ovation. A smile danced on Storm's lips. She jumped off stage and was greeted by several newsies. Finally Jack showed up to give his congrats, "that was amazin' Storm, I didn't know you could sing!" She shrugged, "I'm not that great..." She trailed off, " 'course you are," Jack said. "Right Spot?" Spot walked out from behind Jack and nodded, "You were stunnin'." Jack gave Storm a quick hug, "see ya at the lodging house." Storm nodded and turned back to Spot, "you were great, honestly." Spot said speaking first. Storm smiled, "thanks Spot." The two sat there in an awkward silence when Storm said, "I should probably get going." Spot nodded, "see ya at Poker 'kay?" Storm said running out the door. Spot nodded.
When she was out, Spot called out, "I will!" Storm had her back turnned but smiled in response.
Will you stil love me, when I'm not young and beautiful?