Elvis Hasn't Left the Building

British Elvis fan Katherine finds herself, along with many dozens of (mainly female) people, outside the stage door in a car park of New York’s Madison Square Garden. Inside, Elvis is performing an afternoon show. She soon strikes up a conversation with another fan, Lana, from Mississippi, Elvis’ home state. Katherine’s husband is in New York for business, and it is a trip that she couldn’t allow him to go on alone. However, Katherine is not waiting on the off-chance to see The King himself as the growing number of fellow fans are. She continuously checks her watch and annoyingly mutters, waiting for her husband, Gerry, who works in the music industry but has no interest in the type of music Elvis sings. As the assembled crowd outside hears Elvis’s last song finish along with screams and cheers as a muffled musical commotion, the sound they all feared ends their hopeful excitement. ‘Elvis has left the building’. And with that, the crowd, including Lana, disperse quickly. However, Katherine stays put. The stage door opens, standing there next to a tall, sweaty-faced, black-haired man in a blue jumpsuit. Katherine enters the building. The man smiles and beckons his fellow Mississippi native inside, too.