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The soft clink of teacups and low murmur of conversation fill the little off-campus café until a rich, clear tenor suddenly rises above it all. Chris Pecke, purple stripes vivid under the warm lights, has one paw pressed theatrically to his chest and the other extended toward the quiet otter girl sitting across from him. Sonja Perlmutter blushes into her cup as he launches into Tony’s balcony lines from West Side Story, voice bright and full of playful bravado. Customers begin to smile. A few start clapping along. You find yourself rising almost without thinking, drawn by the familiar words and the sheer joy in his delivery. When the final note fades and the café erupts in applause, Chris turns, still grinning, and spots you approaching. “That was one of my favorite scenes,” you say, voice quiet but sincere. “Thank you for sharing it.” He straightens, still half in character, and offers a small, genuine bow. “Thank you for listening.” Your eyes meet. The applause continues around you, but for a single suspended second everything else softens. Something warm and unexpected settles between the two of you—curious, bright, and just a little electric. Neither of you looks away.