Secret Love

Elsewhere. May 26th.

Lindsey had spent countless days and hours walking past this bar. He would always stop to watch the young lady serving and greeting her customers with a cheshire cat smile and a bright spirit. The young lady with long tresses of goldie-blonde waves, gray-bluey eyes that we're very feline-esque but warm and welcoming, porcelain doll-like skin and a tall slender but very sculpted, atheletic body. 

''Come on buddy, you can do this, just go in, get a glass of water watch her and then leave'' Lindsey finanlly mounted up the courage, he took a deep breath and opened the door to the irish bar. The bar was owned by an irishman who use to work for the st james brewery but got fired so in retaliation opened this bar. It's done very well here in the San fernando valley. '' Maybe I could try their famous Irish coffee that Mick raves on about whenever he's in town for a visit'' Lindsey thought to himself. As soon as he steps in, he sees the young lady twirling around with the orders of customers. The stereo is blasting Proud Mary and she's singing it like the back of her hand. What a voice she's got! She definitely inherited Stevies pipes but she had Lindseys angst and she had more monster truck muscle and flexibility in her tone. He watched in awe, as she sung the song with confidence, a smile on her face and at the same time serving customers their beverages and a food. The customers we're all cheering her on; Lindsey made his way to the bar and sat down on the end stool closest to the door. The song finished and he joined in with the applause, '' This young lady, right ere, does not just deserve a spot in a Chris brown music video, or a backup dancer spot with Beyonce or Lady gaga. She deserves her own dance academy'' The owner yells in his loud thick irish laden accent.   

Lindsey chuckles as he watches the young lady blush and laugh as everyone cheers her name '' Sari!'', ''Sari!'','' Sari!'' as the thumping and jeering comes to an end the owner softly slaps her on the backside '' now back to work with ya love. Gotta keep me clients happy''.  He puts his head down as she comes around the serving side of the bar, opposite of Lindsey standing in front him. She notices him sitting there looking around the bar, she places a hand on her hip and the other on the bar '' now what can I get for you sugar'' she says in a clear and clean accent with a warm welcome. He finally looks at her, he sees her eyes and how she has inherited them from him. She looks like him except she has Stevie's wavy blonde hair , lips, and her nose is like Stevie's but a narrower and more aquiline. Except she's inherited Lindsey's eyes which breaks the resemblance to Stevie,  causing him to think she looks like him.   

He cracks a smile '' I-I-I'll just have a glass of water please'' he clears his throat aware of the stutter. She grimaces at him '' you look exhausted, that won't do you. I'll fix you up an Irish coffee on the house'' she says with a smile. '' Thanks'' he says softly, he watches her grab a glass and get to work. ''May I ask what the means for a celebratory crowd is for?'' he ask, she chuckles '' I um, I'm a backup dancer for Chris Brown, and he just chose me to be a lead female role in his music video, and now Nicki Minaj has an eye for me being in a dance video for her. And I'm also in a group of singers with three of my best friends and we just got an opening gig for a JT concert,'' She says it in modesty, almost as if she's hesitant to state the reason of celebration. Lindsey chuckles, in his mind proud of his little girl (her not knowing that she is) ''Well you are very talented'' he states.  She pauses and looks up at him '' Why thank you, that is so kind of you to say'' she passes him the Irish coffee.   

'' I wouldn't mind staying a little longer, I'm sure Kristen would understand. after all I have her right in front of me.'' Lindsey was now set on finding out as much of her as he can. After a little pause in conversation, '' I uh hope you don't mind me asking but you're a fan of Fleetwood Mac'' referring to her light grey singlet with the rumours cover album on it, she paired it with black skinny jeans that complimented their incredible length and dark grey ankle boots. She laughs '' meh, my dad was a massive fan. Said he would be forever grateful to Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham for reasons he never told me.''  she says with her having no idea of who Lindsey is.Lindsey chuckles '' so I'm taking it you're no fan''. She wavers her hand and puckers her lips ''hmm, Stevie Nicks has an incredible auror and a beautiful voice and sense of style and I think she's legend but...she's not my first preference for an idol or a role model''.  

Lindsey nearly chokes on the sip he took of the coffee '' ouch to you Stevie'' he thought. Sari puts her hand on Lindsey's shoulder '' oh hey, are you all right'' He takes another sip '' Yeah I'm fine sweetheart'' unaware of the affectionate term he just called her. He deciphers the rich, creamy yet subtle smokey taste of the coffee' hey this incredible'' she blushes and bats her eye lashes in an innocent gush '' why thank you Mr-pouring-out-the-compliments haha''. It was true, this was one of hell of an Irish coffee. He ask her '' okay um what do you think of Stevie's ex, Fleetwood Mac guitarist Lindsey Buckingham.'' She pauses and has a mindful expression '' Lindsey Buckingham. Very talented guitar player, probably one of the best. Gorgeous man! aw my gosh so stunning! his eyes are like a whirlpool of cornflower blue and angel kisses.'' she gushes but then says something in an almost little miss attitude way '' but in all honesty I don't know why the hell Stevie Nicks, dumped his hot ass!''. And with that Lindsey burst out in laughter, he cannot remember the last time anyone made him laugh that hard, it had been ages. It took him a while to recover from his fit of laughter. 

Then they both exchanged an in depth glance and smile with each other. Finally Sari clicked '' Oh you stupid, stupid GIRL!'' she thought to herself. Putting her hand over her gobsmacked mouth, remembering what she said seconds ago, and realizing who he was. '' oh my gosh I'm such a ditz'' she nearly squeals, Lindsey's getting a little concerned '' what's wrong''. She burst out into her own fit of laughter, '' I am, oh'', she leans in closer, her voice a gentle whisper '' It's so embarassing to meet you due to my previous statements...Mr Lindsey Buckingham''. With that he laughs along with her.