"Well Greg, it seems as though you have quite a few secrets about you. Would you care to share a few of them?"
"Okay, let's start at the beginning. This is a dance club called The Cage. Ten years ago, it was nothing more than an abandoned warehouse. Are you ready for a flashback sequence?"
"Oh yea, I'm ready. Bring on the flashbacks."
"About thirteen years ago, four of my friends and I started a band. We called ourselves AFIS."
"AFIS? You named yourselves after the automated fingerprint identification system?"
"You laugh. But we thought it sounded cool, so we went with it. We played in my garage every chance we got. After about two years, we had a small fan club. This fan club grew as time went on. We started looking into renting places and throwing dance parties. After about six months of playing in garages and gyms, we had quite a following. We had earned a decent amount of money, so we decided that we would look for a permanent place to play. We looked around for a few weeks and we finally came to this abandoned warehouse. I talked to my mom about this place and she proposed the idea that we go and talk to the owner. The owner was a man named George Collins. He loved kids and when he heard us play, he made a deal with us. He told us that as long as we would let him come to our concerts for free and we would give him a small percent of our profits, we could have the place. We were so excited that we practically jumped on Collins. We had papers made up and made the deal official. He told us that we could do whatever we wanted with the place, and we took him up on his word. Collins should actually be here tonight, but that's a little off the topic.
"We wanted this place to be perfect before we had our first concert, so we rented a few more gyms so that we could raise more money. After we had raised a considerable sum of money, we bought lights, paint, tables, chairs, and the flooring. Aside from a few minor changes, this place has been the same since we first opened it up. Between the five of us, this place is pretty well cared for. I personally haven't been around the place for a while, and the crowd has missed me, as you can tell. Out of the five of us, I was the most comfortable in front of a crowd, so I was the one that the crowd got to know the most. After a few years of playing here, this place built up quite a reputation. We started having bands coming from far and near just to play here, at The Cage. AFIS started playing less and less, and that was fine by us, but we still put in appearances and made ourselves known to the people here. I became the 'master of ceremonies,' introducing all of the bands and keeping the crowd happy. AFIS hasn't played for a year or so now because we've been so successful at this place, that we haven't had a need to play. Lately, I've been out a lot. Between work, work, and work…and you, I've been pretty busy. So you can see why the crowd is pretty excited to see me here."
"Wow Greg, I had no idea. That is very cool. What instrument did you play?"
"I played the drums. And I am a pretty damn good drummer if I do say so myself. I also sing background vocals."
"Very cool. But I do have one question. Why didn't you tell anyone?"
"You know, I'm not really sure. I don't like to toot my own horn, and I thought it would be awkward telling the guys at work that I own a club."
"Do you miss playing with the guys?"
"There are times that I do. But then again, there are times that I don't."
"When those guys asked you if you were going to play soon, you said something about playing in the near future. And when exactly would that be?"
"It's funny that you should ask that. Tonight is a very special night. On this night, exactly ten years ago, we first opened The Cage to the public. All five of us are here tonight, and we plan on putting on a surprise concert. No one knows, and our presence here is not a big deal, since we're here on and off."
The band that had been playing ended their song and the crowd cheered and shouted out their approval. When the crowd had finally settled down a bit, the lead singer began to speak. "I just want to let you guys know that we love it here. You guys are great. You are an awesome audience. When I was asked if I would introduce this next band, I was shocked speechless. This next band has been around for quite some time, and I'm sure that some of you die-hard Cage faithfuls will know exactly who I am talking about. These five guys started this club ten years ago on this very day. They have made this place all that it is today and if you look hard enough, you can find at least one of them here almost every night. They put so much effort into this place, and it shows. For those of you that don't know who I'm talking about, I would like to introduce to you a band that is so awesome that words alone are a great injustice to them. Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the founders of The Cage, AFIS!" At this point, the audience went out of control. People everywhere were screaming and shouting. This was the loudest that Beth had heard the crowd all evening. She had no idea that Greg's band was this popular. As Beth took in the scene, Greg stood up and began to make his way to the front. Scanning the crowd she noticed four other men making their way towards the stage.