[color=gray]"How is it that it [i][b]always[/b][/i] snows around Christmas here?"[/color]

[color=gray]"C'mon Mitch, you've lived in Oasari for two years now, you should know the answer to that."[/color]

[color=gray]"Yeah, you know how it is. The people wanted it to snow during the holidays so they made it happen. Magic 'n' that."[/color]

[color=gray]"We Oasarians definitely benefit from magic, that's for sure."[/color]

[color=gray]"Well I mean...have you seen our bandleader?"[/color]

[color=orangered]"I heard that."[/color]

[color=gray]"I know."[/color]

[color=orangered]"Alright, second set incoming! Hit #44 and we'll go from there."[/color]

[color=gray]"You going to sing this set, Carmen?"[/color]

[color=orangered]"You be glad I already wrote your check, Bobby."[/color]

And with that, amidst a ripple of chuckles emanating from the band members, Carmen counted off the band and the second set began. As the pianist took a lengthy solo on "It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year" and the group's soothing jazz vibes spread over the town square, Carmen leaned on the side of the bandstand and took a look around. The giant Christmas tree in the middle of the square was quickly taping shape, people the skylark knew and loved roamed the snow-covered [i]Fußgängerzone[/i] (pedestrian zone), and Christmas spirit filled the air as the snow gently fell. Carmen smiled as the peaceful, picturesque scene unfolded before her before turning to cue the end of the piano solo.