Adrian had ate and then finished his drink when he noticed the girl heading for the stage. To be honest he was rather curious, after all she wasn't one of the musicians. Not really seeming to care so much that he was fraternizing with people at the bar, he stood up and followed after her. His curiosity demanded it.
Coming up to the old stage and finding the girl simply touching the piano, he raised a brow and shoved his hands into his pockets, hoping to seem less threatening.
"Are you here to fix that thing?" he then asked, his voice low and musical in the oddest of ways - almost like he sang every word. "It's been driving me crazy.. I can't stand it when the piano is out of tune."
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