"Every man deserves to look in the mirror, and love his reflection a little".

[jd_watson]

The swish of cotton, the clasp of an expensive cuff link, all this is seamlessly accompanied by the haunting lull of a cello, and it's symphony from the scratch of a lovingly attended megaphone

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[changerofworlds]

Dana has opted for an evening out. There is a touring performance of alternative classics at the Theater which has received rave reviews and has piqued her interest. This evening is the gala opening of the performance in the city and the crowd is dressed to the nines.

Well, mostly.

there are a few individuals who have chosen a more alternative style, but even there the clothing is well tailored. Shabby-Chic.

She's wearing an off the shoulder gown in smokey grey and black which sets off her hair. She looks and feels powerful and intends to have a relaxing evening. Tomorrow, she'll look into some interesting questions, but this evening she's allowing herself to enjoy.

[jd_watson]

James winks a goodbye to the pretty little ticket holder, and walks into the theater, his head held high and an air of charm surrounding him. With each step he draws the eyes of his fellow patrons, and he'd be lying if he said he didn't relish every second. He knows he looks good, and according to a few allies like a regular Debonair Bond.

[changerofworlds]

Dana catches the familiar swagger out of the corner of her eye and stops cold. He's as alluring as she remembers him being. Her stomach clenches as she remembers that he wronged her.

[jd_watson]

James stops at the refreshment stand, where a group of prominent locals, and one of his many god-children are standing.
He greets them, and laughs the atmosphere automatically changing to accommodate his cheerful outlook.

"Are you ready to play tonight son?" He slaps the boy on the back in a congratulatory manner, when he nods and thanks his uncle for attending his first show.