"Even so," Scott spoke, "-the technique doesn't come easy. For a complete beginner, that is a whole other thing – you played one note and after a few seconds poured thy heart out into the keys. It's admirable," the water cup now empty.
"Anyways, we should leave Aceline to rest," Staxius stood, time was about two in the afternoon. "I agree," Scott walked and placed the cups in the sink.
"Thanks for everything," the door opened, Aceline watched as the other two entered the opposite room. "My lady, you better rest, tomorrow will be a tiring day," the manager spoke the last sentence.
"This is just as impressive as the one she has," Staxius walked in, the rooms practically identical apart from the size. "I guess so," hidden from his lady, the manager felt free. As soon as the couch came into view, clothes were thrown. "Quite bold," Staxius sat on the opposing seat.
