Kersen hadn't performed that entire week, as he'd been too busy with administrative things in the bar, and Tabitha had taken a few days off so he'd been picking up the slack with bartending as well. He was happy just for the excuse to get pretty and sing, and he went with old hollywood glam that night - a classic gown, a red so dark it was almost black, with a high neck and lace sleeves covering both adam's apple and tattoos. His wig was long, black hair that he'd pulled back into a loose bun with chopsticks and a red flower. There was a slit up one leg that he took advantage of when he slid up onto the top of the piano and crossed his legs to croon "Love for Sale." Apparently he still hadn't gotten over his Cole Porter phase lately.