Ghet listened to Theara sing with great and obvious pleasure. Naturally empathic, she let the emotions of the music flow through her.
She watched the woman talking to Chez for a moment after the music stopped, and then shook her head ruefully and looked at her husband. "I don't know what it is about this place. People just seem to..." she made a gesture with her hands which managed to be both completely abstract and somehow suggestive. "It's lovely. That better not be one of my Bar Squirrels, by the way. I've spent months marinating them." Internally. By addicting them to frangelico. You never knew until you tried.
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