A Strange Request at a Piano Bar

The start of the evening

The upscale masquerade party was invitation-only. If that wasn't awkward enough for me, it was also a carnival themed event. Servers carried trays of candy apple martinis, while wearing masks & on occasion needed to twirl among guests that were either tipsy, unaware or both. I know if I would attempt the same, I'd easily end up with a sprained ankle.
The concept of wearing a mask, to me, was a bit juvenile, but some sensitive types might find it controversial. To me, that evening, the only controversy was my posing as my boss to gather as much information as I could about the people he associates with. While having that thought is when she first walked past me. A soft hint of sassafras was present on her breath as she whispered, "Excuse me." She made her way to the piano player by the merry-go-round horse with simulated oxidation on it's joints.
She requested something interesting. She took a prominent position next to the piano player and in an almost-rehearsed manner, they began to sing a duet. "A strange request at a piano bar..." I thought to myself. Then again, this evening is far from traditional...