The next day Guy went into work on time instead of early. When he walked into the employee lounge room to wait for his work day to start Guy met a pretty girl who was sitting on a couch playing on her phone. He glanced at her before sitting on a wooden chair. He didn't say anything or do anything, all he did was sit and stare waiting. The girl would occasionally send glances his way, eventually she looked up from her phone and spoke.

" Alright bro stop just looking into space like that, your freaking me out man. "

When he heard that Guy looked straight at the girl, this time he intentionally did it in a manner to spook her. When he did he also took the chance to study her in detail.

The girl was young, likely barely out of her teenage years. She had brunette hair that had blond streaks reaching from root to tip. The streaks were placed sporadically it seemed. She had a light tan, Guy couldn't tell if she was white with tanned skin or just a naturally light tan. She had an athletic petite body with no bulges on her chest, but she had a decent butt that clearly hinted at her doing track or maybe long jump or something. She was wearing a uniform that belonged to one of the more popular stored called BeBe's, a clothes store.

Guy stared at her just long enough to unnerve her right when she was about to get up and go to work early Guy spoke.

" Sorry, it wasn't my intention to make you freaked out. "

After that Guy stood up and started to walk to work, it was a seven minute walk and his job started in ten minutes.

The young girl just watched him walk off soon after she also got up since her job was starting soon.

When Guy reached the gazebo he found that Luther was already there happily waiting. He was just sitting and waiting.

Guy didn't look at the older fellow for more than a second. He just sat at the bench and started to warm himself up by playing a simple song. The song was a quick repetitive piece made for a movie way back before Guy was even born. It was easy, but it got Guy's fingers moving, so it was a sufficent warm up.

Once he was finished with that Guy's job had officially started. So he started to play a more complicated piece. The song was sort of a one hit wonder of the 18th century. The man who made the song never made another song anywhere near as popular, none of the songs were as good either.

Guy quickly and fluidly played the song, he was so good that he might have out played the original creator, though it's impossible to know. Luthor closed his eye's and tapped his hands along to the song, clearly he'd heard the song before and liked it. After he finished playing the song he took a short rest to let his fingers relax. He then started to play another song.

Guy once again played for a three hour shift. Once he was done he grabbed the hundred dollar tip that was left by Luther. Clearly the old veteran liked that day's playlist. After taking the tips Guy walked to the food court in order to buy some lunch. He went to a sandwhich shop since he didn't want to put on weight from eating Chinese every day. Though considering how much working out he does, it would be extremely difficult for Guy to become overweight, if anything it could be good for him since he was still slightly malnourished from his time in prison.

Once he bought a triple decker sandwhich of turkey, ham, and roast beef, Guy walked to a table and sat down.

Of course the sandwhich had more than just meat, it also had lettuce, onion, mayo, mustard, and bannana peppers. Guy truly savored the flavor or the sandwhich. Good food was one of the things that Guy missed most, apart from freedom, family, and a childhood of course.

As he was eating Guy observed the general public. Nobody could tell what he was thinking, but he had a mysterious look on his face. After about ten minutes somebody actually walked up and sat at the table with him. It was the young girl who worked at the clothes shop.

" Hey, how are you? "

When she sat down she offered a simple greeting before she dug into a vegetarian sandwhich. She seemed to not like the taste, but she ate the sandwhich anyway. Guy stared at her for a few seconds with a look that screamed " da fuq ". Eventually though he returned her greeting.

" I'm good, you? "

" I'm great. "

After that the two sat, one in comfortable silence one in an awkward hasn't talked to a pretty woman other than his mom and a strict worker woman in years sort of way. Guy just watched her eat. He had one thought, " messy ".

She had food stuck to her lips and dropping onto her shirt and the table. Despite the un-ladylike way of eating Guy thought she was quite charming. It seemed a man can find anything cute or sexy when he is desperate enough, especially one who entered a sausage fest at the age of 14 and stayed with it for ten years.

After a couple minutes the young lasy finished eating, but she still had plenty of food coating her lips. Guy first scratched the corner of his lips, hinting that she had food there. She cleaned that spot. He then pointed at a spot somewhere on her cheek. She cleaned that spot. He then scratched a spot on his other cheek. She once again cleaned that spot. The two spent seven minutes going back and forth. Eventually Guy picked up a napkin and used it to wipe his entire face. The young lady copied, once she did that she was completely clean, except for the copious amounts of healthy materials on her shirt and likely her lap. At that point Guy just talked.

" Look at your shirt. "

She looked down and saw her uniform coated in healthy foods including lettuce, tomato, onion, pepper, and avocado. She grabbed her napkin and shook all of the food onto it, then she bundled up the napkin and put it on her tray. After that she nonchalantly looked at Guy as though nothing had happened.

" So tell me about your self, I saw that you are the new lounge player. I heard and saw you playing from the store. "

" Well what do you want to know? "

" Name, age, marrital status, favorite color, favorite food, what kind of women you like, do you pee in the shower, you know the usual. "

Guy had no experience dating, but he knew that some of those didn't belong with the rest. But he didn't question it.

" My name is Guy Kelly, I am 24 years old, I am single, my favorite color is black, my favorite food is krab rangoons, I prefer curvy older women but I like all types of women, and I pee in the shower. What about your self? "

" My name is Samantha Belleza, I am 19, also single, my favorite color is green, favorite food is steak, I like buff bad boys, and I also pee in the shower. "

After that the two hit it off a little they started to go back and forth. They asked each other plenty of questions like dating experience, schooling, hobbies and plenty of other questions. Thirty minutes passed by pretty quickly and the two went to their respective jobs.

When Guy reached the gazebo he saw nobody there, but he didn't really care since he would get paid either way. He instantly started to play a song when he sat down. He didn't really think of what he was playing, instead he started to play whatever came to his finger tips. If one of Guy's past lives was there they would recognize Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven. He played the full song 15 minute song. Luther showed up around two minutes into the first movement. When Guy looked at him he noticed the strict old man had a shocked face, and one could tell that such a face was not familiar to him. When he heard the new song he knew he had to listen till the end no matter what. When the first movement ended Luther thought the song was over and was about to ask Guy about the song, but then the second movement started playing and he sat down. When the second movement was finished a repeat of the what happened with the first happened. Luther was about to get up, but then the third and final movement started to play and he was truly surprised. Not only by the skillful playing, but also by the original sound. Luther had truly never in his nearly seventy years of life heard the song Guy was playing. When the masterful song finished the old veteran almost stood up and aploded. But he couldn't ruin his strict and militant persona so he just lightly clapped from his seat. The fifty other guests who showed up when Luther was captivated didn't have the self control that the old veteran did though. They stood up and clapped like a bunch of mad foot ball fans whose team just scored. That was how much the enjoyed Guy's playing.

Many of the other mall goers were surprised by the extremely loud clapping and decided to walk over and see what was happening. When most of the reached the people who were already there were crying out.

" Encore. Encore. Encore. "

As though they were at a concert. Since it was his job Guy odviously played, but he did want something skillful to play. He couldn't think of anything though so he once again just put his fingers to the keys and let his body do the work. Once again he got lucky and a song that he couldn't recognize started playing. It was Flight of the Bumblebee - Rimsky-Korsakov. All of the people watching were crazily surprised. None of them could follow along with the fast playing, even Guy couldn't follow along with his mind. He just left everything to his body, but he vowed to master the song. Once he was done with the song " Flight of the Bumblebee " Guy relaxed his tense body.

The third movement required more skill to play than " Flight of the Bumblebee ", but that latter song required more stamina and speed. Though one definitely shouldn't under estimate the skill required to play " Flight of the Bumblebee " or the occasional speed needed for the third movement of " Midnight Sonata ".

After that he went back to playing established songs that were already introduced to the world. All the spectators left once they realized the super skilled playing was finished. Most of them left decent tips though.

Guy spent the rest of his workday playing relaxing and slightly easy songs. Once his workday was over Guy was about to go back to the lounge when Luther came over.

" Son, what were those songs you were playing. I can't believe I have never heard such masterful pieces. "

" They're original sir. I had plenty of time to think in my ten years of jail and well those are two that I came up with. Though I didn't know they would be so difficult to play. "

" I must say you are truly talented, my nephew is lucky to have picked you up. I can't wait to see anything else you come up with. "

After that Luther gave Guy a one hundred and fifty dollar tip. Combined with his previous tip and the tips from the other viewers Guy somehow made $400 dollars.

Guy then took the bus back to his house where he met his mom who was waiting on the porch. Clearly she was worried about Guy's first day using the bus for so long. Once they proceded to go inside Guy found a big ol' bowl of spaghetti. He also saw some garlic bread on the table. While the two ate dinner they told each other about their day's. Amelia was talking about how she got to cut the hair of a local new's star. She was talking about how he was very polite and respectful. Once she cut his hair the local star even gave her a fifty dollar tip and a note with his phone number on it. Once Guy heard that he narrowed his eye's clearly he was a bit . . . . . a lot angry.

" Don't worry hunny, I'm not really in the mood for dating these days alright. "

" No mom, it's alright if you want to date, I won't hold you back. Just know that if whoever you chooses lays even a finger on you I'll beat the shit out of him. "

Amelia just smile in a motherly manner, clearly she was amused at her son's over protectiveness.

After that Guy told his mom about how a girl started hitting on him, at least that's what he thought she was doing. Amelia was surprised and reacted in a manner similar to her son when she heard what he had said. He also bragged about his songs and how much he made using tips.

" Hehe, that's great hun, soon enough you will easily be able to buy your own car. "

Once all of that was over the two watched a bit of television together and then went to sleep in their respective rooms.