IMAGINE: Criss is in his bar just sitting there nursing a beer when a lady walks over and asks if she can sit down with him. "Go ahead" Criss replied. She sat down. "Thanks it's just so crowded over there I'm surprised I made it over here. My name's Mya by the way" holding out her hand. "Christopher but people usually call me Criss" he replied shaking her hands. They talked for a while until Mya caught a whiff of something. "I just got a whiff of playdoh". Criss smelled his hands.
"That's me I was playing with my son I thought I'd wash my hands" he stated chuckling. "How old is your son?". "He'll be three in a week". "Are you married?". "No his mother isn't in the picture since he was a toddler I've been raising him with help from my family I'm surprised my mother hasn't kidnapped him and brought him to New York" as they both laugh. "That's good you have family my dad wasn't never in the picture as my mom said she raised me on her own with out help from her family" she remarked. "That's sad but I think she did a wonderful job with you" Criss said as Mya smiled.
"Tell me Criss do you work here at The Luxor". "Yea I got a show here do you work at one of the casinos here?". "No a friend of mine brought me here thought I needed to get out of my apartment in Henderson" chuckling. "Well I should get going my show starts soon and my fans hate it when I'm late would you like to come". "Thanks but I'm waiting for my friend she probably got hung up". "All right I hope to see you again" and Criss left. A few minutes later Mya's friend showed up. "Sorry I was trying to find Criss Angel" she said. "Well I met a great guy I had fun talking to him". "Really".
"Yea he's really nice, great to talk to and he has a three year old which just by his tone would die for his son"she remarked. "We should get going do you need help?". "No I got this place mapped out". "For a blind women you don't act like it"her friend said.
