Fuel my Fire

Aederia doesn't just cover songs. She tears them apart, finds the pieces that were apparently flirting with each other all along, and welds them into something new. Tonight, somewhere between Fuel and Venus, her attention lands on you. The lyrics change. The dancing gets pointed. And when the final chord dies, Aederia points at you, gestures backstage, and walks away. Apparently, you've just become part of the show.