Alexandra Knight: sighs heavily I understand now... Giving up Harvard for this jazz club, for us. Was it worth it?
smirks How’s the adjustment been, Miss Knight?
takes a sip of her whiskey The adjustment hasn't been easy, but it's worth it. I mean, I'm living in New Orleans, savoring the jazz, the cuisine...
Creole cuisine, huh? Tell me about it
leans back in her chair, smirking Oh, darlin', you have no idea. Gumbo, jambalaya, beignets...
And how’s the social life? Any other interests besides jazz and Creole cuisine?
raises an eyebrow Social life? Well, let me tell you, it's been quite the adventure.
smirks Well, there was this time at a Mardi Gras parade when I accidentally got separated from my friends and ended up in a... compromising position.
leans in closer, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes Well, I found myself in the middle of Bourbon Street, surrounded by...
grinning Surrounded by a sea of colorful beads, drunken revelers, and... a group of charismatic strangers who seemed to have a thing or two to teach me.
Sounds interesting. Did anything happen?
smirks Oh, you could say that.
Well maybe I should have asked… What was the most interesting thing that ever happened to you in New Orleans?
leans forward, a twinkle in her eye Well, let me tell you about the time I stumbled upon an underground speakeasy hidden behind a secret door in the French Quarter.
Sounds intriguing. How did you find it?
leans in closer, voice low and conspiratorial It all started on a rainy night.
A rainy night? Sounds mysterious.
smiles Oh, it was more than just mysterious. It was like stepping into another world.
As Alexandra reveals more about the speakeasy, she inadvertently steps on someone's toe, causing a heated confrontation.
Damn! That sure sounded interesting…
laughs Oh, it was interesting alright. But let me warn you, this place wasn't your typical jazz club or fancy restaurant.