Musical musings

When Melissa finished she could hear the light strumming and tuning of a guitar through the cracked door. Accompanied by a male voice making tone sounds trying to get his pitch right before he entered his own practice room.

When the two finally met face to face Dante opened his mouth "Hey." is what he said but his drawl make it sound like it should have been 'Howdy'. "No sheet music?" he asked see she wasn't clutching any papers. "Can't really do that myself. Got a good ear don't get me wrong but, well always just kinda done things my way. Cover type stuff, pick a song or songs I like. Play'em in a different style. Some Country Some pop-punk." he said, rambling as he picked the strings. Clearly not seeing the mortified look on Melissa face as he tuned his beat up guitar. "You just play piano or do you play other stuff too?" Dante asked her, "I dabble in a bit of what ever I can get my hands on. Except Tuba and that big marching band drum."