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Mazone fluttered to a cluster of chairs situated near the group he came with. He didn't bother to socialize with any of the patrons--he would feel them out first. The atmosphere of an institution usually marked similar attitudes from its patrons. Mazone watched as the others conversed with the barperson about various dalliances. Meanwhile, he scoped out anyone who looked like she might be trouble. He did take time from his militaristic observances to note the nice interior of the place and could picture himself a regular once he had been here a month or two. For now, he relaxed as much as possible and stayed in plain sight of his companions in case anything went awry.

A song came into his head, he began to belt:

[i]You're the only thing I see
You're the only thing I need
Darling, you and me will be
For all ETERNITYYYYYYYYYYYY![/i]

He held his high note with conviction--even if it wasn't the most technically apt note.

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