Gabriel Knotts was beaming a smile from ear to ear, as the smell of roasting meat struck his nostrils. The food made over those crackling coals were always tasty, and they filled one of the seven essential meals of the day. He took off his backpack and slung it onto the floor, as he opened it up and dug his hand through his pack as he pulled out his fiddle and bow. [i]Yes today is one for the fanciful fiddle, and not the flute at this moment.[/i] he shut his backpack as he swung it back onto his back. 

Carefully eying his precious instrument he began tuning it, starting with the A string, moving down to the E string. After his tuning, he placed the fiddle against his head, resting it softly. He drew his bow with his right hand as he slowly brushed it against the string producing a soft and sweet sound. [i]Excellent, now then.[/i]

Walking away from the wall he was resting against he moved near the assorted tables where the denizens were eating breakfast. He took a bow, as he then glanced towards them all. 

"Ladies and Gentlemen, while you enjoy your delightfully, tongue tingling, tantalizing meal, whether this be your first or third meal of the day, [b]I, GABRIEL KNOTTS, THE 'LAUGHING SCORPION'[/b] shall provide to you all this fine day a musical muse and merry melody!" He finished his declaration as he glanced towards Sloan, "And remember to thank your host, for the hospitality."

Gabriel started with a slow and sweet tune, as his bow gently cascaded down the strings of the fiddle, and his fingers danced alongside the strings. All the while he was doing a simple jig, a few steps which corresponded to the beat of the music. [i]Later I shall sing an accompaniment.[/i] he thought as he continued his performance.