An expensive black faced stereo and surround sound speakers stood alongside a big screen plasma TV that filled a wall. The kitchen and bathroom were neat and functional. Her bedroom was dominated by a huge bed. Altogether it was orderly and clean. It appeared she lived alone in indian there. They returned to the sitting room, Arleen pointed to the guitar." A guitar I see, do you play?" She asked as Melody finally let her hand go. Melody chuckled." Not as well as you." She answered. She looked at her watch, "Oh lord! It's six already, would you like to stay here tonight...?" She turned red. "I mean will you like to hang out tonight, perhaps have supper with me, I mean us, me, Thel and John?" She stammered. "That sounds nice; sure I've no other plans, what's for dinner?" Arleen asked. "I was thinking of a fresh salad followed by sorbet ice cream. That's normally the summer fare around here, you've already had your daily burger, or we could send John for subs from Subway or for a pizza if you're really hungry." "Salad and ice cream sounds perfect, punjabi need any help getting it ready?" Arleen asked. "Oh no its fine, it only takes a few minutes, I'll take it down to the bar, and bring the two love birds down with me, if I can pry the two apart. Normally a few of the regulars drop by even though we aren't officially re-opened, we never really closed down, collage if that makes any sense." Melody couple went back into her kitchen, Arleen, a little confused, went back downstairs to find more than a few people had entered as had two pretty servers, wearing the prerequisite pink Rosécliffs Tavern T-shirts. A blonde haired server was popping caps of beer and pouring shots of Bourbon, Vodka and all kinds of spirits as fast as she could, while a pretty red head bustled between tables with a tray full of bottles. Arleen sipped her beer, walked up onto the stage, picked up her Hohner and began the poignant 'Travelin Soldier'. That particular song always made her feel kind of melancholy and she stayed in that mode by doing outdoor a cover of Gary Allan's 'Smoke rings in the dark'. She followed it with Juice Newton's 'Angel of the morning' before shaking her self out of an emotional slide by changing to the electric Fender and doing an upbeat cover of Alison Krauss' 'You say it best'. By that time the bar was almost full, the crowd was not limited to the young generation, Arleen saw a couples in their thirties and forties and gray haired men in sweaty coveralls standing alongside casually dressed guys in their twenties. She leaned into the mike. "Hi and welcome to the Rosécliffs Tavern, I'm Arleen Armstrong, I'll be entertaining ya this summer, so ya'all dance, listen, drink up and have a great time. I don't mind requests so let me know what you like, if I know it, I'll play it." She said to her audience, and seeing Melody beckoning her to a table where her sister and John the village loving bouncer sat. She rocked back on her heels a second before picking the Spanish beginning to the Eagle's 'Hotel California' on the Hohner, and substituting Rosécliffs Tavern in the lyrics for Hotel California, her southern accent making it sound like roh-zay k-liffs-ta-verrr-na, instead of hoh-tel cala-forrr-nia and then stepping off the stage and sauntering to the table while the crowd clapped and cheered. She sat alongside Melody and opposite Thelma and John. "That was really cool, Arleen, thank you." Thelma said. "It wasn't necessary, but it'll be great publicity for when we open. I'll put an ad in the paper confirming you as our entertainer, if that's ok?" She asked before continuing, "I like how you changed the words to Rosécliffs Tavern, instead of Hotel California, can you open with that, the way you sing it, fits in perfectly with the tune. I knew these dorms were co-ed, but I thought It was a thing where there was like a boy floor and a girl floor. I grabbed her clit couple roughly and pinched and twisted it, causing Sasha to yelp loudly. I’m sure that Toby will be able to entertain you and I’m sure that he will appreciate someone young to talk to.” One guy though was very annoying, because of some jealously that Jimmy never understood. outdoor I finished my shopping and was headed to punjabi checkout, when he coming down my aisle. The Lady of the Lake?” She sat on the bed and looked up at me when I closed the door behind us. I won't tell you to do the same, but please… please, promise me you won't try anything indian that collage will get you killed." I had to now be concerned that Caros had sent us into a trap since I was now certain that she knew what was going on here and that alone begged the question if Artimos was aware of this village as well. “She is pure white.” giggled Emily.