As another person came on, Azzura playfully shushed the bartender, laughing quietly before turning to watch the person come on. They sung of screens and being cool with their ukulele, changing it up in the second verse to a rap. Azzura smiled slightly and looked back to the bartender, raising an eyebrow in the kind of ‘I like this a lot’ way, resulting in a low laugh to leave his lips and a slight nudge with the raise of his eyes and mouthing “Go talk to them afterwards!” The Italian silently laughed and directed her attention back to the singer on stage. Azzura had to admit, she was slightly impressed by the change up that they made sound so natural, and the ability to pronounce each word almost flawlessly. As their song finished, Azzura clapped and added in a small “woo!” as well, getting up from her seat. Despite the teasing words of the bartender, brown eyes rolled themselves, placing a small amount of money down and taking her drink over to where the person who was previously singing sat.
“Hey…” She said softly in hopes to get their attention, smiling gently as she spoke and clasping her hands around her clutch. Brushing loose strands out of her hair, Azzura found herself getting slightly nervous and looking at her shoes more than keeping eye contact. “Argh, it sounds so awkward to say this: but I think you’re really talented. You wrote that song, right?” A laugh escaped her loose lips before pointing at the chair across from them, “Is anyone sitting here?”