“Oh no Aunt Doris, I just couldn’t!” Emma Jean giggled as her Aunt Doris hounded her to go on stage. They were sitting in a speakeasy sipping champagne and watching the other patrons warble.
“C’mon doll, what have you got to lose?” And with that, Emma Jean smiled, threw her head back with the last few drops and stood up. She gathered the bottom of her gown, walked up the three steps and sauntered to the mic. Beginning with the softest purr, Emma Jean broke into Fanny Brice’s, My Man.
It was at that moment that Randolph happened to walk in. Their eyes met and with Emma Jean’s Siren Song, destiny was set in motion.