As the lights of Antone's faded, Cathy slipped away from the crowded venue, her petite frame disappearing into the Austin night. Unbeknownst to her, Stevie, the blues guitarist, had been watching her from the stage, his eyes locking onto the familiar face of the shy art enthusiast. He had seen her at countless shows, always sitting in the back, lost in the music. Stevie's roadie, Bobby, had also recognized her, and with a nod, Stevie dispatched him to fetch her backstage. As Cathy entered the chaotic room, her shyness overwhelmed her. She clung to the nearest pillar, surveying the sea of unfamiliar faces. Stevie finally broke free from the throng and approached her, his warm smile disarming her. They exchanged hesitant hellos, their conversation a whirlwind of surface-level topics: music, art, and life philosophies. Cathy's eyes sparkled as Stevie shared his passion for his craft, and she found herself opening up about her own creative pursuits. As the venue emptied, Stevie asked for Cathy's phone number, and they began a daily ritual of calls, exploring deeper topics like relationships, blunders, and the pain of loss. Cathy confided in Stevie about her intense shyness and lack of worldly experience, and he listened with empathy, sharing his own struggles with loneliness on the road. As the weeks passed, Stevie invited Cathy to join him for a string of concerts in Florida, and she hesitated, torn between her comfort zone and the thrill of adventure. Stevie's gentle coaxing finally won her over, and she agreed to take the leap. As she boarded the plane, Cathy felt a mix of excitement and trepidation, sensing that this trip would change her life forever.