Extraordinary evening

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"What is a jazz...?"  The only answer I get from Jane to my query is an astonished facade.  Did I ask anything wrongly? I just had a doubt though...  "You... You don't know what's a jazz beat..." I didn't know if it were a statement or a question but I slowly shake my head in a negative response.  Her face says it all. She's beyond disappointed at my limited knowledge about the outside world or the media.  "Huff...fine. Get ready genius. We're finna have a party." "Uh..."  She walks over to what looks like an aux cord connected to the TV screen and a bomb looking speaker next to it.  "I hope this hotel is sound proof though." "They mentioned the suite was soundproof, Jane, in the brochure. (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)" I make a weird face and she gets it immediately, shying away.  As she bends to

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