[Poggio]

A job! His mouth stayed a gap until a commotion at the door made him jump and once again freeze his fingers. He watched the young lad pick himself up and trudge over to the bar. Turning back to the green eared owner with a smile he nodded vigorously. He closed the lid over the piano keys and stood before his new boss holding out a pale hand flushed with a happy giddiness. . "uhthank you, I can do that as long as I can get something to eat every now and then. My names Po." And so Po has a job he thought to himself, squealing a little with happiness.