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[dearest_layla]

*Reira is near the fountain. In front of her is an upside down hat with several coins in it. She is singing some Clapton, Nirvana's more mellow songs as well as some of her own, without accompaniment*

[ooc: mingling post~? Also looking for a job]

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[shit_stings]

[Budd totes a guitar, hat pulled down low on his forehead. He was probably out to try the same trick, though it would work out sorry for him. He can play, but not sing.

He sits on the fountain's edge, and waits for a pause to play the first chords of one of the more recognized Clapton songs.]

Know Layla?

[[ooc: Because it had to be done?]]

[dearest_layla]

*looks at him, a little surprised, but then giggles and gives him a bright smile* I was named after that song!

[ooc: they could work together~~! *__*]

[shit_stings]

Heh. Well, then. Hit the mark, didn't I?

[[ooc: Budd def. needs to support his alcoholism. :| They could rock the house.]]

[dearest_layla]

You certainly did! *gesturing to her side* want to perform that song, together?

[shit_stings]

[A light shrug, and he moves lazily.]
Can't hurt, I figure.

[dearest_layla]

Yay!