Dieter gave a joking kick of his feet in the approximation of a tantrum. "A very very good boy, that's very tricky for me to accomplish. I am always getting into trouble," he pointed out, but he calmed the theatrics.
"Oh, now I wish I had music to show you. I'm not the best at singing but you've got to hear Life on Mars. Or Ziggy Stardust." He tilted his head, looking up at Pree. "You'd love it. I hope." His smile went a little wistful.