Logan had stunned the crowd with his deceptive and charismatic rendition of " I'm In Love." (By Frank Sinatra)
The only two people in the room he couldn't fool were Lorne and Angel, who had just recently slipped in. Lorne had his empathy powers that told him the sordidness and intensity of the year to come for this poor little rich boy. Angel on the other hand he had his own system. He read people in his own very human way. He watched Logan's smooth moves and the stiffness on his left side, the red discoloration on one wrist and a bandage peaking from beneath the collar of his shirt. . He had such ease up on stage like he had been born there; the only give away that he wasn't 100 was the emptiness that flickered back and forth in his eyes, it mingled with some other emotion that was beyond simple description.
Angel slid through the crowd, maneuvering around tables full of impressed demons, finally coming along side Lorne.
"Who's the kid?" Angel said eyeing Logan.
"Don't really know Angel Cakes, he just came in tonight with everybody's All-American sitting at the bar." He motioned to Duncan. "Are you getting the pain coming off this kid? It's certainly something to drink to."
No time for that no Lorne I have..." Angel started.
"Problems I know dozens of them; champions always do." Lorne waved him off as Logan finished.
Angel stood brooding as he watched the green demon make his way over to Logan.
"Hey Kiddo I'm Lorne I own Caritas and I just wanted to tell you how great you were up there." Lorne said as he offered Logan a hand to shake. Which he accepted.
"Thanks, I'm Logan"
"Well Logan do you think you'll be sticking around tonight maybe razzle-dazzle the crowd with another song?" Lorne said playfully.
"Sure, I mean I guess." Logan said the rush of being on stage still pumping in his veins.
As Logan made his way back to the bar he saw Duncan downing a shot of what was probably Jack Daniels.
"Getting into the party mood I see" Logan commented as he hopped up on a stool next to him.
"No, not really more like trying to buzz myself into a mood that doesn't resemble cranky." Duncan grumbled
"I know what you need!" Logan grandly declared.
"What?" Duncan signaled the bartender
"A duet." Logan said he then waggled his eyebrows.
"No, no oh no way!" Duncan said waving his arms in a nix-nix manner.
"C'mon you know you want to." Logan said tugging on Duncan's sleeve.
"Even if I did…what would we sing?" Duncan said with a small smile.
"That's m'boy!"
"Lorne the kid's in a bad way, I mean seriously I don't want him leaving tonight until we talk to him." Angel said getting his brood on.
"Relax Angel Cakes I got it covered. Logan, that's the kid's name, and his friend are going to do another song or two, which will prolong their stay by at least forty-five minutes and then I'll offer the boys free drinks, and by then…" Lorne was going to finish telling his brilliant plan when Angel finally caught on.
"It'll be last call, the crowd will have cleared out and we can have some time to talk with them!" Angel grinned impressed with Lorne.
"What would you like, a medal or a cookie?"
TBC
