caseykelly:
“Ah. Well I guess ya know good points of the city that ain’t the usual tourist trap, right?” said Casey with a chuckle. “As long as we finish that tour with good spots around to have a good glass of bourbon or listen to good live music. I ain’t askin’ for much,” he said with a laugh. “Oh, a pianist. Nice. But if you go and tell me I don’t wanna hear ya sing, you bet I will want to hear ya sing now,” he said as he stopped for a second, watching the pups play around with each other. “Damn. Worldwide?” he said with a smile.
“I do know all of the good parts of the city that aren’t just tourist traps, yes. Well, alright I shouldn’t say I know all of them. I know some.” Jenny nodded. “And bourbon and live music, you’re speaking my language already. And I know just the spot that might even make you feel right at home. It’s an old favorite of mine, the crowd is great, so we’ll need to go there for sure.” Being a fan of dark liquor herself it was good to know she was in good company. “But yeah, I spent some time in London. And really, I promise I’m no singer. I can hum a tune but I’m meant to play. I leave the singing to the professionals.”









