A tense meeting |Prospero & Queenie|
The room was filled with a light smoke. Half-created by the cigarettes and pipes that were smoked and half by the magic the singer used around her act. The air was relaxed and slow as the singer weaved her magic through out the room accompanied by the smooth sound of jazz.
The air seemed to stir for a moment as a blonde made her way down the stairs. The pink dress she wore shimmered in the light with every step she took. Once reaching the bottom she looked up with a light smile, welcoming the atmosphere of the magical speak-easy into her being. The witch was well aware of the eyes on her figure as she moved to the bar.
Leaning her arms on the smooth surface she welcomed the soft voices of the minds surrounding her into her own. “The usual.” Slowly eyes returned back to the singer and her spells while the bartender created Queenie’s signature cocktail. Gin got mixed with honey, lemon juice and orange juice before ice was added and the glass got placed before her. Taking a sip of the sweet mixture she allowed her mind to wander and expand allowing anything that might catch her interest to resound louder than others. A sudden low hum caught her attention. Her eyes focused on her drink as she straightened her figure and focused her mind on that voice.