Misty opened her eyes, feeling a gaze on her. Glancing to the side, she saw a short gal with pink hair eyeing her like she had a question. Misty smiled in response, tossing one braid back over her shoulder. "Do I know you?" she asked before she realized the more likely option. "Oh right. It's because we were just performing. You like it?" In the distance, she could hear another band starting up their act, but she paid it no attention.

Raz grinned back at Grey. "You better take advantage of it. He doesn't do favors near often enough!" In reality, Jonah did a lot for them, almost as much as Raz did, but he tended to look grudging while doing so, so Raz liked to tease. Or rather, he liked to tease in general. Coming up to the bar, he waved and let out a shout.

"Misty!! Where's the blueberry head?!"