1st Character Interaction

I just arrived in Bankwood this morning. It is a nice place, nice people, and seems to be a lot to do. As I strolled down the streets, taking in the unfamiliar scenery, I heard a faint moaning sound in the distance. Intrigued, I followed the sound. As I got closer the moan turned into the sweet sounds of a saxophone. The sound was coming from an open window of what seemed to be the biggest house in town. A boy sat in the window, playing away at his saxophone, while a man, who looked like Jerry Rice, the future football hall of famer, was yelling at the boy about playing football and not saxophone.