Helena stood behind the bar, working feverishly, since the bar was packed tonight.    There was barely any room to move around, even less then usual.  “Hey,” Helena said as she walked up to her boss.  “What’s going on tonight?  Why’s everyone here?”

“Because we’re the most happening bar in town.”  Helena quirked an eyebrow.  “Can’t pull that off?”  Helena emphatically shook her head.  “Oh well.  We have a special guest singing tonight.”

“Really?  Who?”

“Not really sure.  Someone called and said they wanted to sing tonight.  Didn’t give me a name, just a description of what they would be wearing.  I don’t even know what they look like or if it’s a girl or boy.  The voice was completely monotone.”  Helena nodded.  “Now get back to work.  You should be getting some major tips tonight.”

Helena stepped in front of two blondes.  “What can I get you two lovely ladies?  Milk?”

Dinah looked up and glared at Helena.  “Could you at least gives us fruit punch or something so its looks like we’re drinking?”

“Cranberry juice alright?”  Dinah smiled and nodded.  “Hey Gabby.”

“Helena.  Can I just get water please?”

“Sure, you feeling alright?”  Gabby nodded.  “Okay.  Here are your drinks.”  Dinah started reaching into her purse.  “Dinah, you know they’re on the house.  Why you still try to pay for drinks is beyond me.”

“Thanks Hel.  Come on Gabby.”  Dinah and Gabby grabbed their drinks and locked arms and tried to find a table.  They found one right in the front.

“Dinah, if you don’t mind me asking, why did we risk Helena getting pissed about us being here?”

“Because someone is supposed to be singing and I want to see who.  I’ve heard she’s really good.”

“If no one knows who’s singing how can they know if she OR he is any good?”  Dinah shrugged and sipped her juice.  “Are you sure Ms. Gordon is alright with this?”

“Yes, Barbara is fine.  She’s actually probably the only reason why Helena isn’t mad about us being here.  Barbara probably called her as soon as we left.”

“Yep,” Helena said as she sat down next to Dinah and gave her a noogie.  Suddenly the lights dimmed.  “That’s my cue.  Be right back.”  Helena jumped onstage and grabbed a mic.  The stage was so dark she couldn’t see a thing, even with her great night vision.  “Ladies and Gentlemen, The Dark Horse is proud to present our guest.  Unfortunately, we don’t know her name so she’ll have to properly introduce herself.  Here she is!”  Everyone in the bar clapped as Helena jumped back down and retook her seat.  “I’m surprised Barbara didn’t come with ya’ll.  She can never turn down a good live performance.”