Re: capullo de rosa; dietre & hugh
"Then I am definitely asking," Hugh returned, letting his gaze linger a little on Dietre's face. While all black definitely wasn't Hugh, he had to confess that it really worked for Dietre. He had to pay attention to his menu for a moment though so he dropped his attention to it, finally ordering roasted lamb for the entree, before adding on a light salad and the Pinot noir for the wine.
"I'd really like to hear that," Hugh reached for a piece of the small toasted baguette and butter that had been brought to them. "I'm afraid though, that none of the rest means that much to me. I mean, I know of Chopin?" He shrugged, with a slightly chagrined look. "You may have to give me an education, so that I know what to ask for. Like, what you played for your audition here, I want to hear that. If Chopin is your favorite, I want that."
It felt like a good place to start, and Hugh figured that at nearly thirty he probably ought to take some of his classical music education in hand. He could run through pop songs and showtunes, and things associated with theatre or plays or even some operas or ballets and rattle them off, but just piano music to name things, he really couldn't. But he liked the idea of starting with what Dietre liked, because it seemed as if it'd tell him something more about Dietre. Which, maybe, was part of all of this. There were things he knew easily, and then there were the other things he didn't know at all. And Hugh had really never taken his time trying to get to know anyone. Every relationship he'd ever had started from falling into bed with that person, and then it lasted - for a period of time. In theory people did relationships in other ways where you got to know someone first. If this was even a relationship? But friends, you got to know friends, and you didn't worry about falling into bed with them - even if you were Hugh and did sometimes jump into bed with friends.
He shook off the thoughts and took a bite of the bed, then tilted his head with curiosity. "What sort of things will the piano play?" Would it be classical or - he tended to think of player pianos as being things that you had in old saloons, like the predecessor to the jukebox or stereo system.