practice
Anyone at The Walden as it was closing up would hear her in the back, without music beyond the clanking of dishes and the odd hiss of the dishwasher. Forget-Me-Not had retired for sleep, leaving her alone to practice.
Puorte 'e calzune cu nu stemma arreto Na cuppulella cu 'a visiera aizata Passa scampanianno pe' Tuledo Comm'a nu guappo, pe' te fa' guardà
Tu vuo' fa' l'americano 'Mericano, 'mericano Sient'a mme chi t' 'o ffa fa Tu vuoi vivere alla moda Ma se bevi whisky and soda Po' te siente 'e disturba
Soft, quiet, but filled with the vin the song usually had without the music. One might even see the little vampire dancing s little in a more dressed down state of plain clothes meant for the rigors of working in. She was enjoying herself.
