"We've been here a month," Willow said in a low voice. There was a
brief drop in the noise level as the piano player crossed the room with
quick steps and went out the door. "There he goes," Amber said.
"Who's he?" asked Patrick.
"Dylan. He's Willow's hero."
"Dylan?"
"Bob Dylan," Willow said.
"No shit," Patrick said.
"He's one of the reasons we're in this whistle stop," Amber said.
"Willow heard he was here."
"And Joan Baez and Van Morrison," Willow said.