Goodness, the CHEESE in this chapter! Eva was originally a singer, not a writer, and I had her working at a club called "The Denton Speakeasy." I really don't know what I was thinking when I wrote this…I think I tried to add a bit of glamour or something. Glad I opted for a slightly steamier scene with Frank instead. Anyway, it's GREAT for a laugh.
Frank kept his promise, but not before doing a little shopping. If she liked him as he was, there was no need to turn his nose up at traditional men's clothing. "Jeans," he thought. "A bit constricting, but oh well."
He went to Eva's apartment building. With the power restored, he stepped into the elevator. When the doors opened on the tenth floor, Eva was standing before him dressed in a beautiful vintage gown.
"Frank," she said smiling.
"Uh, are you going out?" he asked.
"I wanted to call you, but, well, you didn't leave a number or anything. I have to work. Would you like to come?"
"Er, where do you work?"
"The Denton Speakeasy. Have you ever been there? It's fabulous."
"No, I'm afraid I haven't."
"It's a throwback to the forties. Like a place you'd see in a gangster movie. Very…classy, I suppose."
"What do you do there dressed like that?"
"I sing. I'm the vocalist with the band there."
Frank's eyes lit up. "You sing? I'd love to come, though I don't think I'm dressed properly."
"Hmmm..."
"Not to worry…I, um, just sort of bought a whole new wardrobe and I think there's a suit in there. Come with me in my car and I'll change when we get there."
When they got to the Denton Speakeasy, Frank disappeared into the bathroom. Eva had a table saved for him and went to warm up with the band. She was extremely nervous about Frank seeing her perform; she was shaking a bit.
Frank looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't believe his eyes. He looked like a gentleman, not a sex crazed alien. Men's dress shoes were also much more comfortable than heels. He walked out of the bathroom and was shown to his table. It was a large room with a stunning stage in the center.
After a few minutes, the lights dimmed. The band entered the stage and began to play. A moment later, Eva was in the spotlight. "At last…my love has come along…my lonely days are over…and life is like a song…"
"I'm in love," Frank thought. "I'm actually in love…with a woman…from earth."
The spotlight made it hard for Eva to see faces in the crowd, but she could feel Frank in the room. She finished that number and a few more before she had a break. She rushed down to Frank's table. She smiled at him.
Frank stood up and said, "You are an amazing woman."
"And you clean up…very well. You are, well, intoxicating."
"Thank you," Frank replied. "I was wondering if you'd mind having some company for a couple of days…my, uh, roommates are being a bit impossible and…"
"Stay as long as you'd like," she said kissing him softly.
"I LOVE YOU!" he thought to himself.