Playing For Royalty

I stiffened feeling the hard press of the barrel of a gun against my back, before the bag was torn from my head. "Don't do anything stupid." The voice of bad guy one said.
Would responding to that be considered stupid? The though crossed my mind. "Okay." I said deciding to keep it short. Guns were rather persuasive in that manner, I supposed.
"All you need to do is play for a while alright?" Bad guy two ground out.
"You'll be returned to your home when we're done, so long as you're not an idiot." Voice One added.

It wasn't like I hadn't had time to process that I'd been sat on a piano bench, I'd sat on enough of them over the years to recognize that no matter the quality. And this particular bench, yah it was nice. Not fantastic, but doable. The Piano, I ran a hand along the keys listening to the notes. "Well, at least you tuned it." That was better than half the dark joints I'd played in when I first started out. I smiled and shrugged. "When do I begin?"
The pressure on my back eased up. "Now." Bad Guy Two stated. "Don't stop."
"Alright....though if you could bring me a bottle of water, that would be helpful." I said absently picking out a tune on the piano. "If I'm going to be playing for a few hours, I will eventually need a drink if you're not going to give me a break." I studied what I could see of the room as I warmed up with the tune. Fancy. Not a mansion. Possibly a higher end bar. Perhaps a hotel room? Obviously I'd been kidnapped for some sort of party judging by the tuxes and the waiters mingling with trays full of wine. Yah, definitely wouldn't be touching that. I would need to keep my wits about me...and figure out who would kidnap me so brazenly. Definitely someone powerful. Possibly a bad guy, but who knew it could have been a senator for all I knew. Though usually they sent requests months in advance.
Rolling my shoulders, as I sense the two bad guys leave without another word, I increased the tempo of the song, my left hand trailing further down the keys to give my music more of a voice. Play they said. I could do that.

-Inspiration from reading online that a piano player was once kidnapped to play at a party of a famous mobster.