Paul or should we say 'Chelsea' had a great night. Live, Deep Sabbath were just as good as Paul imagined. Better yet, they had front row seats. Immediately in front of Paul was the equivalent of a mosh pit and Paul spent most of the concert dancing.
As 'Paul' she was a reluctant dancer but as as 'Chelsea' the moves just seemed to come naturally. It was nice to feel attractive and not a dork. She could feel the eyes of not just Alex but all the guys in the auditorium checking her out and to her surprise she found she liked the attention. She even tried to emphasise her feminine curves and revelled in her suppleness. After several songs she realised she had even caught the attention of the band. During a break Jimmy Cobain even gave her a wink.
After the concert was over 'Chelsea' and Alex went back stage and produced their passes. They were ushered into a back room to find themselves with a dozen goths, male and female. Paul couldn't help but notice the female Goth's did not seem impressed by her presence.
After a couple of minutes most of the band came in. They signed autographs, and mingled with the Goths, however none of them approached Alex and Paul, who stood there nervously nibbling on the refreshments, wondering why they were being ignored.
Jimmy Cobain came in a couple of minutes later he walked straight to Paul "Hi there darlin"
Paul was stunned "Jimmy" she said nervously.
Alex proffered a hand and said "Hi I'm Alex"
Jimmy briefly looked at Alex then told him. "Fetch me a rum from the bar will you kid. And one for the lady as well" He pointed to a table across the room that had some bottles and glasses on it. Alex obediently moved in that direction. Jimmy once more looked at Paul "Little brother?"
Paul assumed Jimmy meant Alex "No.... Just a acquaintance.... He managed to win some tickets and I scored one"
"Your lucky day then. What's ya name darlin?"
"P..... Chelsea"
"So what would you like to do Chelsea?"
"Um an autograph maybe?"
"Sure. Where would you like it?"
"Um. I don't have anything...."
Just then Alex returned with two glasses containing what looked like rum. He had a can of Coke as well."Is this how you like it Jimmy?"
Jimmy looked briefly at Alex and replied "Mr Cobain to you Sonny. What are you 15?" and took the drinks. He turned back to Paul "So how do you like your rum Chelsea? Straight?"
Paul had never had a drink of rum but figured if Chelsea was about 20 or 21 she would have. She did not have a preference and decided to bluff her way "I like it straight". If that was the way Jimmy liked his rum she would be the same.
"Looks like you can have the Coke boy" Jimmy said to Alex without looking at him. "But go find me and Chelsea a couple of burgers. Ask Donny the guy at the door for some cash"
"Ah yeah. Certainly Mister Cobain"
Alex was gone. "He'll be a while" muttered Jimmy with a smile then said "Bottoms up" and swallowed his rum in one gulp.
Paul figured to do the same. She poured the glass into her throat - then coughed it all out immediately. She caught most of it in her hand but some spilt on her dress.
"Oh dear" Suggested Jimmy with an amused look on his face. "Best come to my dressing room and we'll clean you up"