5.3: The Question
A few hours later, Lexington sat on a rooftop across form Pat O'Brien's, one of the best bars in New Orleans, idly watching the lights from their famous "fire fountain" and listening to the beautiful music coming from the piano bar.
Rebecca sat beside him at the rooftop's edge, holding his hand and twining her tail around his as they listened to the bar patrons singing, a song from a movie that had just been released last year. Rebecca, who had a lovely singing voice, was unconsciously singing along with them under her breath: "…And can you feel the love tonight? It is where we are…"
And Lexington found himself murmuring along with her, "It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer, that we got this far…"
His heart started hammering in his chest, loud enough he could hardly hear the music anymore. But he suddenly knew, knew deep in his bones, that this was the perfect moment…
"R-Rebecca?"
Still dreamy-eyed from the song, she turned to him. "Yes, Lex?"
"…You wanna be mates?"
Her eyes went wide, and Lex wanted to kick himself good and hard. What had happened to that big romantic speech he'd dreamed up and been silently rehearsing for hours? He'd just blurted that out like a—
Several stories down, the patrons of Pat O'Brien's patio bar paused in their idle talk, as a shriek of pure joy wafted down to them from somewhere up above. But by the time any of them looked up, the two figures on the rooftop had tumbled back from the edge, out of sight.
To be continued…