Oset urshes her inside and to a room filld with flowrs; she smiles, "thank you Oster. However did you know my favorite rose?" he grins and tells her, "I guessed, my sweet Rose, now there is a special Birthday girl and well, we have no one on..." She laughs and tosses her raven black hair, I shall be right out. " She purrs.

His grin gets wider, untill she adds, "And you shall owe me!" She shuts the door and quickly changes into her costume and then walks out.

The patrons clap, almost silently and she notes their lack of interest. Walking with a displaced hip-shot gait she quickly gets their eyes and then she stops, dead center and whsipers, "Happy Birthday to Taigan! What is your favorite song O' Birthday lass and I shall sing just for you."

She smiles and awaits a suggestion.