Lara looked up as Bach clattered in. He was smartly dressed and she nodded approvingly.

"You're not playing to an empty room. The bar doesn't open til eight thirty." She put her tablet aside and got up, smiling. "We have a few hours to go over some things first."

Walking over to him, she took him by the arm, leading him over to the raised stage. "You can arrange your things here and then join me at the bar for a drink."

She left him there and went back to her stool, smiling at Michael who whispered his approval to her. She laughed and rolled her eyes, watching Bach as he moved around the stage.