"Mmmh, I can see why." She doesn't much like the acoustic in his studio, the way the walls absorb the noise. It gets too quiet for her. She does like to listen to Wylie when he plays and sings, but she much rather drag him and a guitar out from that studio or even outdoors.

She stretches and yawns, then shifts to make room for him to sit as well. "You gonna play me some of the new stuff later?"